Sometimes, when you read a lot of work by a single writer, you end up writing unconscious imitations of their work. The reliability of this effect raises an ourobouric possibility: what if you reviewed a writer’s fiction in their own style? At The Awl, Sarah Marian Seltzer reviews Henry James as Henry James. You could also read Charles-Adam Foster-Simard on binge-reading James’s fiction.
Claudia Rankine’s new book of poetry, Citizen, is getting a lot of attention in part due to its meditations on race in modern America. In the latest issue of BOMB, Lauren Berlant interviews the poet, asking her about micro-aggressions, Kara Walker and the implicit tone of the word “citizen.”
"While men weren’t looking, women built a genre that tackles love, sex, pleasure, class, money, feminism, masculinity, and equality." Jamie Green writes for Buzzfeed about how romance novels have gotten more feminist over the years (and still getting a happily ever after) and people are now starting to sit up and take notice.
Over at the Literary Hub, Morgan Jerkins writes about the struggle to describe blackness. As she puts it, "My hope is to create imperfect, multitudinous black women who are more in tune with themselves than their audiences." Pair with our own Michael Bourne’s list of books that “shed light on the history and evolution of racism in America.”