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Seventy-Two Hours on the Future of Publishing (Day 2)

October 11, 2013

VQR’s web editor, Jane Friedman, is at Frankfurt Book Fair this week participating in a seventy-two-hour project to write a book on the future of publishing. Read her earlier post on Day 1, as well as Is Self-Publishing the Most Importa [...]

On Launching My First Book

September 9, 2013

I’ve only been a first-time author for about two weeks now, ever since my first collection of poems The Forage House came out.  However, I do know something about what to do while waiting for a book to come out. I've been about to be a [...]

Like? Whatever: Likability and the Nonfiction Writer

July 11, 2013

   bloomua / 123RF Stock Photo   Until my memoir came out, I had no idea how many people did not want to be friends with me. To be fair, I also didn’t know how many people thought they could be friends with me. I’d almost fo [...]

The Group

June 13, 2013

I have a photo of myself on a bed with six other girls; we’re all lying on our sides, kicking our legs in the air like reclining Rockettes and laughing wildly. The photo was taken sometime during our senior year in college, after we’d spent many vacation and summer days together. I don’t display it, but I’ll never discard it, either.

On Leaving Home

May 21, 2013

  ecstaticist / Flickr   The following post is part of our online companion to our Spring 2013 issue on The Business of Literature. Click here for an overview of the issue. —— Some people move to New York to realize t [...]

The Holy and Demonic Pull of Writing

May 10, 2013

  Cover detail from Demons by Dostoyevsky   The following post is part of our online companion to our Spring 2013 issue on The Business of Literature. Click here for an overview of the issue. —— “There are moments, [...]

My Avatar, My Self

May 8, 2013

  rrraven / 123RF Stock Photo   The following post is part of our online companion to our Spring 2013 issue on The Business of Literature. Click here for an overview of the issue. —— On a recent evening I rode up the [...]

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