Essays Archives - Page 5 of 92 - The Millions
May 25, 2016
I fell in love with Diana Athill in the bath, which is unusual for me because I’m more of a shower person.
May 20, 2016
Discomfort, discord, imbalance, conflict — however you want to describe it, this liminality is the spark that lights the creative fire.
May 18, 2016
by Bill Morris
I think Estleman would proud of being described as a throwback to an earlier era, when writers wrote prolifically and never failed to entertain. It’s not haute cuisine — it’s red meat, the stuff you can’t put down until your plate is clean.
May 16, 2016
If you really believe that transgender people fail at their genders and you make it a business to say so publicly, you should know that your words resonate far off the page. If your supposed concern for transgender people masks plain old misogyny, then you are complicit in violence.
May 12, 2016
by James Cappio
Why did the best novel yet from the most ambitious novelist in the United Kingdom almost fail to get published in North America?
May 11, 2016
Before marrying a man, ask yourself if you could love him if he lost his front hair, went without a collar, smoked an old pipe, and wore a ready-made suit; all of these things are likely to happen.
May 2, 2016
This supernatural horror as allegory for virulent racism is what has increasingly tarnished H.P. Lovecraft’s legacy, and what makes Victor LaValle’s rebuke so sharp.
April 29, 2016
by Greg Chase
I’ve found a vivid explication of Trumpism’s roots in what might seem an unusual place: William Faulkner’s modernist tour de force The Sound and the Fury.
April 28, 2016
Readers — living, breathing readers who are imperfect and stubborn and yet often rewarding with their time and attention, and hopefully, their monetary support — are the lifeblood of writing.
April 27, 2016
Life Is Short and This Book Is Long: Two Thoroughly Modern Women Continue to Discuss ‘David Copperfield’ 19
by Edan Lepucki
I still have 200 pages to go and I can barely remember what it’s like to truly love a book. I am so behind and the book is starting to feel endless. Every night I tell myself, “Okay, go to bed early. Read for an hour or more.” Then I get in bed, read two pages, and fall asleep at 9 pm or whatever it is.