Madeleine Crum

Madeleine Crum is a writer, editor, and teacher living in New York by way of Texas and the Gulf Coast.

What’s become of the epistolary novel now that a narrator can get in touch with whomever they’d like in an instant? The form once allowed for passionate expressions that might’ve been stifled in public, in a room. Now, a contemporary character is more likely to feel overburdened by remote language, and more likely to long for what’s immediate and sensate.

Claire-Louise Bennett’s Big Kiss, Bye-Bye

A work of art ought not to be treated like a legal battle, a painstaking recounting of facts, or a cut-and-dried drama featuring villains and heroines. This point is in keeping with the memoir’s title, which refers to the right to file for a divorce without assigning blame or naming a cause. Now, couples in most countries can choose to separate without demonstrating that harm has been done—a nearly impossible task in domestic spaces.

Haley Mlotek’s No Fault: A Memoir of Romance and Divorce
Influenced by Jean Genet, Marguerite Duras, and other French novelists who’ve written explicitly about their own desire, their own shame, and their own losses, Édouard Louis begins his fifth novel, Change, with a statement of intent.
Édouard Louis’s Change
Everything in Emma Cline’s latest novel The Guest is so green. The impression of trees outside the open window of a sports car, traveling from private property to private property.The shrubs on the dunes. The pastel gelato. The soup. The tint of a woman’s expensive-looking sunglasses, their designer’s name kept hidden. The lawns, the lawns, the lawns.
Emma Cline’s The Guest

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