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8/15/19
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A couple of years ago, I elevator-pitched my second novel as “It’s like if Little Women and Picnic at Hanging Rock were the same book.” I was only about 90 pages into writing it and, even as I said the words, not yet sure if they were at all true. So I decided I’d need to re-read Little Women just to make sure. I

8/6/19
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Jia Tolentino, a staff writer at the New Yorker, is on the precipice of releasing her first book, Trick Mirror, a collection of acutely observed essays that is befittingly receiving a compendium of breathless reviews, many of which designate her as the Joan Didion of our time. These accolades are well deserved, of

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8/2/19
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Every year, I begin summer with lots of grand plans for all the wonderful things I’m going to read outside in the perfectly burning sunshine, or perhaps inside during a picturesquely torrential thunderstorm. I imagine late nights with page turners and slow afternoons with thought-provoking tomes. But not long after

7/30/19
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Catherine Nichols
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I grew up reading fiction about Improper Princesses; novels with one foot in the folktale boom and the other in feminism. These books are about princesses who don’t quite fit into their assigned gender roles and, despite material comfort, want more than they’re given. They want skills, adventures, dignity, power,

7/24/19
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As a kid, I spent my summers almost exclusively reading Stephen King paperbacks (never, ever age-appropriate) and whatever novel about anthropomorphic barnyard critters I could find (Watership Down, anyone?). While my tastes have changed as an adult, I’m also not suddenly reaching for frothy bestselling fiction with

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7/2/19
1:00 PM
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Reading Judith Krantz is like running errands around town in a Lamborghini driven by somebody coked to the gills and very, very bad at figuring out the most straightforward route, but the running gossip monologue is so entertaining it distracts from the fact that you’re careening through every single red light.

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