READ: “In Horgan’s office, childish handwriting remained scrawled on a whiteboard: ‘I am so glad that Sharon Horgan is my mummy.'” | “Knausgaard, in writing “My Struggle,” hasn’t conquered his fear of his father; he’s done the opposite and recreated it. He’s made it more real within his own mind, more “chaotic” than, for a long time, he considered or allowed it to be. In doing so, he’s brought himself back to life.” | “I’d gone from an idiot to a visionary.” | “I was like any girl who had been raised to have faith in a tradition that choked my imagination dead and left me with a head full of delusions…” | Hilary Mantel’s writing day. | “For an influential group of writers, the purpose of novels is to bear witness to the spectacle of aloneness.” | “Like, of course I would get the husband who is sick.” | Germaine Greer’s long letter to a short love. | Your dad’s friend who makes you a little uncomfortable thought it was great seeing you. | Amazing Petronella Wyatt profiles of her close friends David Cameron and his “wandering warm hands,” Boris Johnson, the “loner who wants to be loved,” and George Osborne the “sexy hotshot.”
LOOK: New (obviously not actually new new) Paris neighbourhood. | Elizabeth Jane Howard on Desert Island Discs. | Social Capital, an NYT series that analyses the social media presences of celebrities. | A reading of Eileen Myles’s poem “Milk.” | Coffee & TV, a TinyLetter by Ruth Curry. | Undercover on BBC One. | A photo an hour in the life of a mother of three. | How to start running.
THINK: “Intimate justice.” | How to be polite. | Public speech remains an act of gendered authority. | Is domestic life the enemy of creative work? | “We conceive of our mothers as beautiful because it means that we are special, significant, important…” | Is attachment parenting a plot to force women back into the home? | Mother for hire. | This is what giving birth feels like. | Patricia Lockwood’s long, dark night in Trumplandia. | Monica Lewinsky: “The shame sticks to you like tar.” | Should we scrap benefits and pay everyone £100 a week? | Incredibly gripping: The Killing Season Uncut (a podcast of Sarah Ferguson and Lenore Taylor in conversation about it). | Double lives: a history of sex and secrecy at Westminster. | A political satirist for the internet election.
READ: My mother is not a bird. | “Remember, you’re a woman, and there are consequences.” | “Cats were dying. This happens, of course…” I became engrossed in Rebecca Curtis’s short story The Christmas Miracle and looked up only when my hairdresser repeated my name. | “There is often a moral antithesis in her fiction, opposing those who are virtuous, truthful, genteel and stylish, to those who are monied, coarse, and careless. The latter have happier lives than the former, since they lack both moral integrity and the capacity for self-awareness or self-doubt.” | “‘Do you want to take these now?’ he says, gesturing to the stack of books.” A day in the life of a (self-published) book tour. | “Show me a hero and I will write you a tragedy. And that is exactly the way I see it: I think the pursuit of fame is basically a tragic pursuit.” | “At this point, I’m in my late thirties, it’s too late for me. I’ve hardened into this particular character and people can either take it or leave it.” Jessa Crispin, who closed BookSlut shortly after this interview. | Literary conversations on 0s&1s.
LOOK: Self-Portrait, Pregnant, N.Y.C., 1945. | J.K. Rowling’s rejection letters. | I need to undertake some jiggery pokery to watch Annabel Crabb and Leigh Sales’ When I Get a Minute culture show on Australian iView, but in the meantime: the show’s email newsletter is brilliant; Chat10Looks3 is the podcast that started it all (and makes me so homesick for Australia and office best friendships). | More podcasts: The Author’s Voice. | The West Wing Weekly. | How to find your next favourite podcast: HotPod / YSLTF/ The Podcast Broadcast. | Martin Parr’s everyday England. | Good books on Instagram at @herpickings. | Perfect show: The Night Manager on BBC One. | Charred food. | Easy jam biscuits. | “[O]ne of my biggest bugbears is when people try my food and simply say “delicious”. I want people to comment, to talk about it properly and honestly.” Anna del Conte’s final meal. | A simple, natural nursery.
THINK: ‘‘Nothing like a good ‘Ouch!’ to destroy psych safety in the morning.’’ | “Our therapy helped her hone her anger into a courageous, well-considered and pointed group email…” Why therapists should talk politics. | How do you talk to your children about Donald Trump? Thoughtfully. | Is Kinfolk the last lifestyle magazine? | “It turns out that consumers have little interest in the content that brands churn out. Very few people want it in their feed. Most view it as clutter—as brand spam.” No shit. | Sleep is a feminist issue. | I’ve always taken “it’s hormonal” as an unkind, probably-sexist brush off. But now I’m craving knowledge about everything to do with hormones: this Cup of Jo post about the temporary but horrible condition of depression brought on by weaning; I’ve already linked to Jeanette Winterson on hormone replacement therapy; the great book Moody Bitches (remember the author’s article in New York Times about medicating women’s feelings?); some interesting stuff in “FitBit for periods” and the rise of fertility tracking. | Some babies are just easier than others.
READ: A manifesto of gym literature. | “There’s a fundamental problem in working-class families. It’s like you revere art, you believe in reading, you believe in books, but you don’t understand their production… And that’s the nonlineage that cuts people from other classes out of the art life. Art looks like a lottery from out there.” | Elena Ferrante in The Gentlewoman. | Painfully often, in the margins I found the notation “not good enough,” or “this needs to be better.” | “Like so many of my friends, I knew her long before I ever saw her in person, and that’s the magic of the internet. Sometimes I sit back, and just marvel at it: I built my whole life with words.” | The only thing I envy men. | “…I was keeling towards the midpoint of my 30s, an age at which female aloneness is no longer socially sanctioned and carries with it a persistent whiff of strangeness, deviance and failure.” How art helped Olivia Laing see the beauty in loneliness. | Black women writers and the secret space of diaries. | “I love watching and reading about white people having sex.” | The overwhelming whiteness of selfie feminism. | MFA vs. CIA. | On being a le Carré bore.
LOOK: You are what is most beautiful about me. | Sharehomes of Melbourne. | Before you were mine: writers reflect on photographs of their mothers before they were born. | In therapy. | Turkish delights in a London supermarket (TFC in Dalston!)
THINK: How to raise a brilliant child without screwing them up. / Middle class parenting: kids are “urged to find their enthusiasms and pursue them into rewarding nonconformity.” | “Like the other children drawing their memories of Syria, he reaches only for black and blue pencils, the darkest colours.” | The rise of American authoritarianism (and how four questions about your parenting goals can reveal it). | “Women are not going to start claiming too much. Women are just getting closer to claiming something closer to their share. What looks like overreach is simply reach.” | “Often when we sedate them, we are sterilizing them from their own dying process,” he said. “I have done it, and it feels horrible. They’ll say, ‘You robbed me — I was with my wife.” A new vision for dreams of the dying. / Better off dead: why good people are dying bad deaths. | Pop music cruelty: narrated by the aggressor and addressed to “you.” | “The young must forgo travel, live away from the city, work overtime or two jobs – above all, they must not be young.” In Australia: the boomer supremacy. (“Emotions! So fucking emo!” Some young people having a late night out just because they could.) | How power transforms a person. | How society pays when women’s work is unpaid. | A composer and his wife: creativity through kink.