Articles
Death Cleaning and Me
I’m not Swedish, not even remotely Scandinavian. But these days any title with death in it attracts my interest. As Margareta Magnusson, who says she
May 14, 2019
Books
From the Department of Self-Promotion
As all twenty-first century authors know, writing a book is now just a small part of publishing. The real work comes once the book is
February 18, 2019
Noted
The Decluttering Syndrome
OK, it’s January, the month of New Year’s resolutions, so I thought I’d take the plunge and read Marie Kondo’s bestselling book: The Life-Changing Magic
January 30, 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
My Multifocal Life
Anniversaries
December 31, 2018. The seventh anniversary of my cancer diagnosis. I’m as surprised still to be alive as I am to be relying on my spiffy, purple walking stick […]
January 3, 2019
Books
Countdown to Publication
I’m now in possession of a single copy of my beautiful book. According to Amazon My Brilliant Friends will be available as of January 1, 2019, which is, I think, an elegant way to start the New Year.
December 26, 2018
Friendship
My Brilliant Friends
As classes begin, I’m reading page proofs for My Brilliant Friends: Our Lives in Feminism and feeling a bit overwhelmed by the process, especially by
September 10, 2018
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.