Vile Bodies, or Bad Sex Virgins
Hendrick Goltzius, The Fall of Man, 1616, oil on canvas. Courtesy The National Gallery of Art. We have to get our stories straight, she and I, but first we have to get John Updike’s stories straight. I...
View ArticleLiterary Paint Chips: Gallery 3
Paint Samples, suitable for the home, sourced from colors in literature. As seen in our two-hundredth issue. Fox Stain Graham Greene Iteration Pudding Hood Fence Skipper’s Whiff Pizza Noise White...
View ArticleDear Paris Review, Where Do I Publish?
Dear Editors: Have made writing full time. Have novel and short essays. Attended NYU’s Summer Writer program last year. Would you have a good list of places for submissions beyond The Paris Review,...
View ArticleTwenty-Four-Hour Bookstore, and Other News
Beijing’s new twenty-four-hour bookstore. Fact: in 1934, H. G. Wells interviewed Stalin. Professor Richard H. Hoggart has died, at ninety-five. In 1960, Hoggart helped to end British censorship of Lady...
View ArticleStaff Picks: Bikes, Bogs, Bolshies
From You & a Bike & a Road. I’m kind of in awe of Eleanor Davis’s drawings. Her color work creates whole new worlds, but her black-and-white art is really eye-popping. In a comic last year,...
View ArticleDifferent Forms of Illumination: An Interview with Hermione Hoby
I ran into Hermione Hoby recently at a studio party in an old Greenwich Village brownstone. It was the last party before the occupants had to move out, the building already sold to its new owner....
View ArticleMary Gaitskill’s Veronica and the Choreography of Chicken Soup
National Photo Company Collection, Public domain, via Wikimedia Commons. The seventies and eighties were a high point in American dance, and consequently, dance on television. As video technologies...
View ArticleTherapy without Professional Help: A Week in Los Angeles
Photograph by Maya Binyam. July 24, 2022 I live in LA, but I’ve just flown in from New York after a month away, so I wake up early, too early, at 4 A.M., and read a book called Healing Back Pain. The...
View ArticleAnnouncing Our Seventieth-Anniversary Issue
A few days before the Review’s new Spring issue went to print, the poet Rita Dove called me from her Charlottesville home to set a few facts straight. She and her husband, the German novelist Fred...
View ArticleA Coiled Spring
Courtesy of Mary Gaitskill. Before my father died in 2001, I knew that I loved him but only dimly. I didn’t really feel it, and to the extent that I did, I experienced it as painful. When he was dying...
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