Newly divorced, “feeling around for change in pocket lint,” Mary Karr wrote The Liars’ Club, a bestselling memoir. She is also a poet and essayist.
Daphne Merkin began her career as a critic, but it is her fiction and frank personal essays on everything from spanking to depression that won her fame.
Equally adept at fiction and memoir, Tobias Wolff is the author of such classics as In the Garden of the North American Martyrs and This Boy's Life.
Why paying so little attention to the essentially human elements of a poem makes a monster of poetry’s primary emotional self, so that the art becomes exclusively decorative and at times grotesque.
His death cut an unfillable void in American poetry and letters, and marked the end of an era.
After wandering the world, the exiled author finally finds a place to call home in New York.
The scenario had all the clichéd ingredients: a white kid, a black kid, a small inventory of stolen goods and a world-weary cop. And two very sad mothers.
Without warning, the blue-eyed boy hauled off and clobbered his chum in the face. Blood flowed. The blue-eyed boy was mine.
How I told my friends I was writing about my childhood—and what they said in return.
The author tried dyeing it and frying it, but never looked like her family of blond Texas beauties.
On the battleground of political correctness, its’s not the possibility of a lawsuit that’s scary. It’s the silence.
Talking to my son about housing reveals how differently we've been affected by class.
For her son’s sake, a born-and-bred agnostic decides to shop for God and, to her surprise, ends up taking a leap of faith.
So that it alters your soul rather than just addling your head.
In the wake of 9/11, finding solace and resolve in verse.
Reflecting upon one of life’s rough patches.
Until her memoir was published, she thought only her family was full of freaks.
Understanding why memoirists—like James Frey and JT Leroy—commit literary fraud.
Mother, Daddy, and other summer worries.
Finding God in the written word.
She found herself thinking the worst of people―until she was graced with an act of simple, unexpected generosity that changed her perspective.