We have a rich literature. But sometimes it’s a literature too ready to be neutralized, to be incorporated into the ambient noise. This is why we need the writer in opposition, the novelist who writes against power, who writes against the corporation or the state or the whole apparatus of assimilation. We’re all one beat away from becoming elevator music.
The Paris Review
An interview with the novelist.
A story of blame.
“People who didn’t live pre-Internet can’t grasp how devoid of ideas life in my hometown was. The only bookstores sold Bibles the size of coffee tables and dashboard Virgin Marys that glowed in the dark. I stopped in the middle of the SAT to memorize a poem, because I thought, This is a great work of art and I’ll never see it again.”
Memories of living with the writer Andrew Lytle late in his life.
“I tell them it’s like driving a car at night: you never see further than your headlights, but you can make the whole trip that way.”
On Taylor Swift’s passive-aggressive lyrics, the life of the writer, and the pain of middle school.Excerpted from Here She Comes Now: Women in Music Who Have Changed Our Lives.
An interview with the author, who died Monday.
"Really, the ideas and theories we form about others and their motivations are just as much portraits of ourselves as they are descriptions of other people. It’s impossible for them to be anything else, when you think about it."
An interview with the novelist, who died on Saturday.
“There’s only one subject for fiction or poetry or even a joke: how it is. In all the arts, the payoff is always the same: recognition. If it works, you say that’s real, that’s truth, that’s life, that’s the way things are. ‘There it is.’”