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About Me
- Jenny Davidson
- I have published four novels and four books of literary criticism; I'm currently at work on a book called FOR THE LOVE OF BROKEN THINGS: MY FATHER, EDWARD GIBBON AND THE RUINS OF ROME. I teach in the Department of English and Comparative Literature at Columbia University.
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- A very long post about running, the soul and the l...
- A strange piece of advocacy
- "Editors hate me"*
- Humane and psychological
- Puffin and whale and cormorant
- Solid pork
- J. M. Coetzee on Norman Mailer's Hitler
- A news update
- The pleasures of collaboration
- On August Wilson
- Journalism as mission
- Barmecide feasts
- I try and resist the urge
- A five-pound presentation haggis
- It's not available online
- On rereading
- The claims of the person
- Memory played me false!
- An ice-cream war
- Really I have no bohemian tendencies
- The alive form of physical intelligence
- A bending-forward position like a monkey
- Puppetry
- Old books
- The postwar establishment
- Demolition file
- An appealing phrase
- What I'm looking forward to
- On pug dogs and Harlequin Danes
- Two-legged telephones
- Truth in advertising
- F****** middlebrow
- The life of a professional novelist
- Reading/disordered
- More news
- Meat in dough
- On reading
- Cintra Wilson
- Squalid Danish
- On climate
- Pewter versus platinum
- Timor mortis
- If you have ever
- Yesterday
- The anthropology of human skin
- New Orleans and related matters
- Swan terrine
- A demented corgi
- Something to do
- For Helen Hill
- This is why
- Another post
- The best thing I have read
- Another article
- A disturbing trend
- Voice recognition
- On false notes
- A memorial website
- The bleakest most existential noir
- The dilemma of the two fathers
- More pants
- Realia
- Sexistential
- A long account of calamities
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