Though a carefully plotted romance, thriller, or mystery can accurately capture women’s lives, the more difficult to define genre of literary fiction is often where meaning is sussed out from the everyday. Day-to-day life and fantastical journeys are not in competition — one is not necessarily “better” than the other — but it depends on what one is looking for in their reading experience. Oftentimes, when we see elements of ourselves reflected on the page, we can better empathize with others. Here are three books that explore the lives of women, each in their own way.
We have a rather jumbo-sized Friday News Bites this week, but am I glad I didn’t write this post before news about the Great Llama Chase of 2015 broke. Let’s get started.
Much has been written about F. Scott Fitzgerald’s good times — the Gatsby years, the parties — but the aftermath is less examined. Stewart O’Nan’s latest novel, West of Sunset, imagines Fitzgerald’s last stages in life. Centered around his late-’30s Hollywood years, the writer see-saws between struggle and vindication while trying maintain some semblance of family.
This is the story of my bad influence and haphazard memory leading to multiple purchases of the same record.
Happy Friday, unicorns! Let’s see you into the weekend with some science, entertainment news, and more.
This week, a break in format: Rather than talk about the music I already own, let’s dedicate some space to newer music upon which I can’t wait to lay my greedy paws.
Happy Friday, everyone. You can’t see it right now, but I’m making very disappointed faces in Brian Williams’ direction. Let’s get started with that and other news stories that caught my eye this week.
Released through famed indie label Rough Trade Records, The Sundays’ first single, “Can’t Be Sure,” is an great snapshot of the band at their most Smiths and Bunnymen-esque. Let us travel back to 1989 England, shall we?