Talking with the author of I'm Thinking of Ending Things about the move from memoir to fiction, capturing the anxiety and insecurity of new relationships, and the darkness of Canadian country roads.
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I hated myself when I benched 405, agonized over form while squatting 500, and regretted the first 33 years of my life even as I deadlifted 650. I had never lifted heavier or been unhappier.
Speaking with the author of The Memento about assault narratives, ghost stories and the healing work of fiction.
Fandom allows us to locate some much-needed normalcy without ever accepting the current state of things as normal.
Whether writing about Brexit or defining the painful and ecstatic parameters of joy, Smith has a near preternatural understanding of the fictions we repeat to ourselves in order to function daily.
Throughout my twenties and thirties I made dark jokes about the life expectancy of my breasts.
Power broker, sex symbol, and kingpin of the block: reflecting on the rapper, who reconfigured familiar faces into something wholly unfamiliar, 20 years after the release of her debut album.
It wasn’t until my early twenties that I realized I’d failed at whiteness. And because I’d spent my childhood working so hard at it, I had failed at Asianness, too.
Aging isn’t quite as horrific as I’d feared, but it’s definitely not as fun as staying young.
Fifty years later, Truman Capote's Black and White Ball, called variously the party of the year, the decade, and the century, proves his definitive final creative act.
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