Feminist Friendship Archive
October Anniversaries
OCTOBER 22, 1992: “Out of the Academy and into the World with Carolyn G. Heilbrun”: This is how I want to remember Carolyn Heilbrun, the
October 2, 2023
Articles
Is this Recovery?
Year 10 of my scan-to-scan existence. I don’t know what’s more amazing: that I’m still alive or that the cancer has become (almost) chronic. Please
June 22, 2022
Books
Paperback Writer 2022
Almost exactly three years ago (longer in pandemic time) I published my book about women’s friendships, My Brilliant Friends. It’s now out in paperback, again
January 26, 2022
My Multifocal Life
My Cancer on Lockdown
For a long time, I’ve been living with cancer, lung cancer to be exact. This is in fact year 8. I had more or less
May 21, 2020
Books
Remembering Feminists and Brilliant Friends at Sussex University
Dear Friends, If you happen to have London plans in February, I’d love to see you at my conversation with Margaretta Jolly about her extraordinary
January 28, 2020
Books
Scenes from a Library: My Brilliant Friends: Our Lives in Feminism—in Paris.
Despite the backdrop of a rainy October evening, my conversation with my old friend Celeste Schenck, President of the American University in Paris
November 4, 2019
Books
Can You Judge a Book by Its Cover?
In this case, I hope so. The cover of My Brilliant Friends, which I love, was designed by Lisa Hamm, at Columbia University Press. The
January 17, 2019
Books
MLA, 2019, Encore
I was thrilled to receive this photo of four of my wonderful students and former students. I love seeing them posed with their copy of
January 15, 2019
Books
MLA, Chicago 2019
Jennifer Crewe, my savvy editor and the head of Columbia University Press sent me this snapshot of the Press booth at this year’s book exhibit.
January 10, 2019
Books
Ladies Who Lunch
A few weeks ago, I was having lunch with my (brilliant) friend Peggy Waller at Nix, a sublime vegetarian restaurant near Union Square. I showed
January 8, 2019
Welcome. Some musings on my current preoccupations with the worlds of illness and the worlds of books, the vicissitudes of living with cancer and the need now, in my eighties, to imagine what new writing might be.