Towards the end of her extraordinary memoir Consent, Jill Ciment writes about how her husband of 45 years, Arnold Mesches, responded to the news that he was dying of cancer.
I like what you say about attentive reading—and reading Munro seriously in the new context. Have been wrestling with these questions and yours is an engaged statement.
I loved this newsletter. It just reminded me how articulate you are with your ideas and also what a fantastic writer you are. This made me mull over things and I really enjoyed how you formed your thoughts around reading Consent. No exaggeration, this was a letter that inspires and also one that made me pause and read some sentences again. It isn't preachy and it isn't vague; a perfect balance of thoughts that leaves room for the reader to take a step back and say hmmm. What an excellent edition.
Deepanjana, thank you for thinking and writing about this. It feels like you cleared a space emotionally where we can take the measure of artists like munro and gaiman and contend with the extent to which their shadows obstruct their vision. I’m so glad I subscribed to your Substack, esp for all the great recommendations. Adding Ciment to cart right away.
Thank you for the piece. Recently at the Bombay Literary Magazine's substack, we published an essay by Rebecca Mathai that really had to 'wrestle with the reality', given that Mathai had in a bio submitted for an earlier story said "I read and write fiction and Alice Munro is my hero." Here's the link, in case you'd like to read it: https://tblm.substack.com/p/sin-and-sentence
I like what you say about attentive reading—and reading Munro seriously in the new context. Have been wrestling with these questions and yours is an engaged statement.
I loved this newsletter. It just reminded me how articulate you are with your ideas and also what a fantastic writer you are. This made me mull over things and I really enjoyed how you formed your thoughts around reading Consent. No exaggeration, this was a letter that inspires and also one that made me pause and read some sentences again. It isn't preachy and it isn't vague; a perfect balance of thoughts that leaves room for the reader to take a step back and say hmmm. What an excellent edition.
Deepanjana, thank you for thinking and writing about this. It feels like you cleared a space emotionally where we can take the measure of artists like munro and gaiman and contend with the extent to which their shadows obstruct their vision. I’m so glad I subscribed to your Substack, esp for all the great recommendations. Adding Ciment to cart right away.
Thank you for the piece. Recently at the Bombay Literary Magazine's substack, we published an essay by Rebecca Mathai that really had to 'wrestle with the reality', given that Mathai had in a bio submitted for an earlier story said "I read and write fiction and Alice Munro is my hero." Here's the link, in case you'd like to read it: https://tblm.substack.com/p/sin-and-sentence
Thank you for reading. Will definitely check the link. Thanks.