“There has been a growth in the literary depiction of a particular type of friendship, one that has in the past found itself vulnerable to dilution and deflection by the ostensibly more powerful imperatives of heterosexuality and motherhood.” On literary female friendships, from Virginia Woolf to Elena Ferrante and Year in Reading alumna Zadie Smith.
Rosie Schaap espouses the joys of cooking for others "in a powerfully fraught, anxious time" such as ours. "I wanted, at least in this small way," she writes, "to give comfort—both to myself and to my loved ones." And as our own Hannah Gersen has noted, if you're fortunate to have such a good friend for a chef, you can read a cookbook while they work.
“He combed through the sahaflar, the second-hand bookshops that line the streets around the Grand Bazaar, their dusty wares stacked on haphazard tables. He sat by the New Mosque, drinking tea out of tulip-shaped cups, playing backgammon, and watching the fishermen’s wooden boats launch into the dirty waters of the Golden Horn.” For Public Books, Suzy Hansen writes about James Baldwin's less-well-documented time in Istanbul. Pair with this piece from our pages about the famed author, race, and fatherhood.
"If they are honest with themselves, authors of color know what stories they’re supposed to tell, and know that attempts to move beyond those stories are not so often accepted." Matthew Salesses on the danger of cultural homogeneity in the world of books, over at Literary Hub. Pair with Salesses’s Millions essay on novel writing, inciting incidents, and beginnings.