Life as a Teenage Girl, Living with Doris Lessing

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It was a famously cold winter. I’d come from a snowbound Hove, where I’d spent hours sitting and brooding, wrapped up but shivering on the frozen pebbled beach staring out at an icy sea, writing poetry about seagulls and loneliness (no longer extant, thank heavens, though that’s not to say that I wouldn’t write about seagulls and loneliness like a lightning strike if I once let my guard down). London was cold, too. But Charrington Street was warm. Doris was particularly proud that she had had central heating installed in her new house, which had been bought, I imagine, with the proceeds of The Golden Notebook, published the year before. In the first week or two, friends came and sat around the kitchen table for lunch and supper, for me to meet and for them to meet me, Doris said. We went to movies, first to see Brando in Mutiny…

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New Themes: Cubic and Wilson

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It’s Theme Thursday and today I’m happy to present two new free themes: Cubic and Wilson.

Cubic

Cubic: Homepage

Designed by WordPress.com’s own Thomas Guillot, Cubic is a clean, simple, and responsive theme.

Cubic: Responsive Design

With its single-column, grid-based design crafted around large featured images, Cubic is the perfect fit for photobloggers.

Read more about Cubic in the Theme Showcase, or activate it on your blog by going to Appearance → Themes.

Wilson

Wilson Blog page

Designed by Anders Norén, Wilson is minimal yet bold. It’s a clean and simple theme for personal sites and blogs — make it your own with a site logo. Use post formats to highlight your content, add a custom menu, or take advantage of three widget areas.

Read more about Wilson in the Theme Showcase, or activate it on your blog by going to Appearance → Themes.

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Budd & Leni

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Bruce Handy | Tin House | March 2013 | 26 minutes (6,452 words)

They were fleeting and unlikely collaborators, for lack of a better word. He was a son of Jewish Hollywood royalty, she a Nazi fellow traveler and propagandist, though they had a few things in common, too: both were talented filmmakers, both produced enduring work, and both would spend the second halves of their lives explaining or denying past moral compromises. Which isn’t to say the debits on their ledgers were equal—far from it.

Both are now household names, at least in households littered with DVDs from the Criterion Collection. But largely forgotten is the 1945 film he helped assemble with her grudging assistance as an involuntary consultant. It remains a key document of the twentieth century and helped send ten war criminals to the gallows, some of them her former friends and/or colleagues. If she felt badly about…

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I Challenge You

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A Holistic Journey

Make me cry
Make me wonder
Give me chills,
my assumptions sunder.

Make me bellyache
and slap my lap, not
wince. Convince
me you’re the real deal.

Mix me a drink
Hold the sugar. I have
expensive taste, please –
richer, fuller

Teach me something high or low,
So much I don’t know
We don’t have to be in sync
but do make me think.

Quick! Erase the cliché
Wayfarer’s on her way
Oh mercy: rain…heaven’s tears?
She’s had it up to her ears.

Easy on the adverbs
Her sensibilities disturb
Impress or bless, but don’t bore her
when she’s willing to concur and confer.

But no one’s responding, you lament
Well, compel HW to comment.
Learn from her, this poem her worst yet
but see here the footprints of those who tread.

There is hope for all
Turn around, if you’ve hit a wall.
If you knew how busy…

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A Meditation on Pain

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Ira Sukrungruang | River Teeth | Fall 2014 | 15 minutes (3,767 words)

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“And once it comes, now that I am wise in its ways, I no longer fight it. I lie down and let it happen. At first every small apprehension is magnified, every anxiety a pounding terror. Then the pain comes, and I concentrate only on that.” –Joan Didion, “In Bed”

It’s happening, says the woman I love to someone in the other room. The someone is most likely her sister, and I hear the shuffle of clogs on the ruined carpet, the swish and swirl of her turquoise dress…

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