Category Archives: Memoir

The Richest Peasant Wife

Posted on August 14, 2015 by Simone Sachs Hollander

In nuclear-family-driven America, Simone Sachs Hollander finds mostly pleasures in a multi-generational home. Continue reading →

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Are You Beach Body Ready?

Posted on August 12, 2015 by Chloe Pantazi

This summer, Protein World asked women if their bodies were ready for the beach. Chloe Pantazi responds with an essay about the world of advertising, body-shaming, and wearing bikinis. Continue reading →

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Hasten Down the Wind: Adventures in Babysitting, 1977

Posted on August 3, 2015 by Robert Burke Warren

What to do when you’re 12 and a mysterious, beautiful, troubled woman moves in next door with her four-year-old? You babysit, of course! RBW offers some more summertime musical memoir. Continue reading →

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Wild Blackberries: On Food, Family, and Finding Home

Posted on July 27, 2015 by Irene Keliher

Irene Keliher meditates on a childhood spent berry-picking in the forest, searching for a sense of home, and the pleasures of making pie. Continue reading →

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American Car and Driver, French License

Posted on July 24, 2015 by Nathaniel Missildine

AS ADULTS, IT’S helpful to be reminded at regular intervals that we know almost nothing. My latest ineptitude prompt came as I faced—again, and in a foreign language­—questions like these: You are approaching a blind curve on a two-lane road. Do … Continue reading →

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Road Worthy: Reflections While Passing Through

Posted on June 19, 2015 by Austin Metze

It’s 8:30 in the morning. I’m sitting in McDonald’s on route 87 in Sloatsburg, NY.  When I was a child, whenever we passed here on the Thruway, my father would say that everyone in Sloatsburg had an extra digit on each hand. … Continue reading →

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Stop Me if You’ve Heard This One Before

Posted on June 17, 2015 by Sean Murphy

Question: What’s a writer to do in an era where memoirs are assumed to be fictional and novels are, increasingly, considered thinly-veiled cris de coeur? Answer: Deny Everything. Continue reading →

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