memoir
From Our Pages: "Dale Flynn's Blood," memoir by D. J. Lee.

From Our Pages: “Dale Flynn’s Blood,” memoir by D. J. Lee.

Trouble next door. “I pushed away and we stood in the soft wet dirt of the shoulder, staring at one another. Suddenly, he lunged forward …”   D. J. Lee’s searing memoir of bullying, aspiration, and teenaged hormones appeared in BROAD STREET’s “Bedeviled” issue in winter/spring 2015. It has been praised for its gritty portrayal of anger...
Online Exclusive: “My Good Name,” by Christine Gelineau: Ego surfing turns up an evil double.

Online Exclusive: “My Good Name,” by Christine Gelineau: Ego surfing turns up an evil double.

Have you ever Googled your own name just to see what comes up? Of course you have — haven’t we all? It’s called “ego surfing,” but isn’t it also prudent to see what your online self is up to? My name is unusual enough that typically the sites that come up actually do refer to me, or...
Online Exclusive: "Red Ferry, Blue Ferry," by Michael Fallon.

Online Exclusive: “Red Ferry, Blue Ferry,” by Michael Fallon.

In which the author triangulates Ireland before Google, cell phones, and GPS. “I thought myself pretty clever to have come up with what seemed a foolproof method … The islanders knew that their Ireland and mine were not the same place.” All the help you get. From AranIslands.le. (This feature is also available, in slightly different format, on...
From Our Pages: “The Jersey in Me,” by Alan Cheuse.

From Our Pages: “The Jersey in Me,” by Alan Cheuse.

A bridge closes and a writer’s gorge rises. “I’ve learned from painful experience that the heat of Jersey anger never goes out, not when stoked by some unkind word or gesture from stranger or supposed friend. Or a traffic incident.” The bridge in question, which is the nation’s busiest. Read about the closing in the New...
Our Interview with Jeanette Winterson:  "It's Always Some Battle ..."

Our Interview with Jeanette Winterson: “It’s Always Some Battle …”

“I didn’t intend to write a memoir. I was on a personal search for my biological mother, which I hadn’t intended to do either. You know what it’s like, the big things in life you never plan: you micromanage everything, and then the big things come along, and you never saw them, you never expected...