Five Literary Theories and Their Limitations
This is going to be one of my last posts on literary theory, I promise. At least for a bit. … Continue reading Five Literary Theories and Their Limitations
Tag: art
To the Guy in My MFA Class* Who Believes Art “Has Nothing to Do with Race”
Since the 1930s Formalism has positioned literary art as independent of author, era, and even possibly meaning. It promises that … Continue reading To the Guy in My MFA Class* Who Believes Art “Has Nothing to Do with Race”
Bergman’s Female Characters
When I first viewed Ingmar Bergman’s THE SEVENTH SEAL, I knew I had discovered one of my favorite filmmakers. Now, working … Continue reading Bergman’s Female Characters
Why “I’m Not a Rapist” Means Nothing
In Zen Buddhism, Ango is a three-month period of intensive study and practice. One aspect of Ango is that members … Continue reading Why “I’m Not a Rapist” Means Nothing
Of Stranger Things, Consumerism, and the Post-Credits Scene
SPOILERS! LOTS AND LOTS OF SPOILERS! And now back to our regularly scheduled programming, folks. So Netflix and the Duffer … Continue reading Of Stranger Things, Consumerism, and the Post-Credits Scene
Grandpa
That autumn I was 20, my grandfather died. A few months earlier, he had been diagnosed with cancer. He avoided … Continue reading Grandpa
The Angst of the Artist
It really only happens when we’re not working–because we’re stuck or self-doubting or, well, just not working. I am one … Continue reading The Angst of the Artist
A Friend Asked Me How I Find Time to Write, So Here’s My Answer
Okay, so you asked how I find time to write and publish and wedding plan and work while I’m in … Continue reading A Friend Asked Me How I Find Time to Write, So Here’s My Answer
Stealing Other Lives
So I subbed down at Auburn Library yesterday, and maybe the staff were just trying to impress the new girl, … Continue reading Stealing Other Lives
On Seeing My Father’s Face for the First Time in Nine Years
I can’t say for sure exactly why, but two days ago, I sat down at my computer, opened Google, and … Continue reading On Seeing My Father’s Face for the First Time in Nine Years
