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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description></description><title>Hannah Gersen</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @hannahgersen)</generator><link>http://hannahgersen.com/</link><item><title>I found this photo a couple years ago at a thrift store. Happy...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lze2312LAt1r17lswo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;I found this photo a couple years ago at a thrift store. Happy Valentine’s Day!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://hannahgersen.com/post/17607984167</link><guid>http://hannahgersen.com/post/17607984167</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 Feb 2012 10:09:01 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Review: Jack Holmes &amp; His Friend</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="342" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lyxga7uKpf1qlkoct.jpg" width="509"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://digitalgallery.nypl.org/nypldigital/dgkeysearchdetail.cfm?trg=1&amp;strucID=1080649&amp;imageID=1606042&amp;total=15&amp;num=0&amp;parent_id=1078822&amp;word=&amp;s=&amp;notword=&amp;d=&amp;c=&amp;f=&amp;k=0&amp;sScope=&amp;sLevel=&amp;sLabel=&amp;lword=&amp;lfield=&amp;imgs=20&amp;pos=5&amp;snum=&amp;e=w"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Photo: Christopher Street Liberation Day, 1971, via NYPL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Over the years, the novelist, memoirist, cultural critic and literary biographer Edmund White has been vocal about his decision to write from a gay perspective, for a gay audience. In the wake of the AIDS crisis, he became more firmly devoted to this audience, helping to found the Gay Men’s Health Crisis and publishing his breakthrough autobiographical novel, &lt;em&gt;A Boy’s Own Story&lt;/em&gt;, about growing up gay in the Midwest. Ironically, it was only as he began to focus more exclusively on gay themes that his work became known to straight audiences. In his recent memoir, &lt;em&gt;City Boy&lt;/em&gt;, Mr. White wrote about the creative liberation that occurred when he realized, in the late 1970s, that he could create groundbreaking work simply by mining his own autobiography: “A straight writer, condemned to show nothing but marriage, divorce, and childbirth, might need a new formal approach or an exotic use of language. But a gay writer, free to record for the first time so many vivid and previously uncharted experiences, needed no tricks.”&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.galleristny.com/wp-includes/js/tinymce/plugins/wordpress/img/trans.gif" title="More..."/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.observer.com/2012/01/the-way-we-were-in-his-10th-novel-edmund-white-again-draws-on-personal-experience-0117201/"&gt;Continued at The New York Observer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://hannahgersen.com/post/17094794193</link><guid>http://hannahgersen.com/post/17094794193</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Jan 2012 00:00:00 -0500</pubDate><category>reviews</category></item><item><title>The Tale of a 'Fashion Terrorist'</title><description>&lt;p&gt;THE novelist Alex Gilvarry was in the midst of a fashion emergency. Perusing the racks of Oak, a  trendy boutique in Williamsburg, Brooklyn, he looked for a sweater to  cover up a mustard stain on his plaid shirt. In a few hours, he would  speak to M.F.A. students at Hunter College, his alma mater, and he  didn’t want to look like a slob.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(Continued at &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2012/01/01/fashion/alex-gilvarrys-first-novel-satirizes-fashion-and-politics.html?_r=1&amp;ref=style"&gt;The New York Times&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://hannahgersen.com/post/15083899981</link><guid>http://hannahgersen.com/post/15083899981</guid><pubDate>Sat, 31 Dec 2011 10:52:00 -0500</pubDate><category>articles</category><category>profile</category><category>Gilvarry</category></item><item><title>A mid-century holiday card from my grandmother, featuring my...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwo5yiqWHI1r17lswo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;A mid-century holiday card from my grandmother, featuring my dad, aunt, and uncle. And some really big mountains.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://hannahgersen.com/post/14678616834</link><guid>http://hannahgersen.com/post/14678616834</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 Dec 2011 13:27:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Review: The Art of Fielding</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="387" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwax3pnTO71qlkoct.jpg" width="562"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Chad Harbach’s &lt;em&gt;The Art of Fielding &lt;/em&gt;would make the perfect  graduation present. That’s not to imply that one will necessarily  outgrow this novel, only that it is preoccupied with the sort of  questions most of us first grapple with in early adulthood. What are my  ambitions? Who are my friends? What counts as success? The charm of this  novel is that it approaches these concerns as earnestly as its  college-aged characters do, but without the same angst. To put it  another way, &lt;em&gt;The Art of Fielding &lt;/em&gt;lacks pretension. With its short sentences, short chapters, and simple themes, &lt;em&gt;The Art of Fielding &lt;/em&gt;is a novel unafraid to use what one character describes as, “those big little words: love, work, art.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(continued at &lt;a href="http://www.tottenvillereview.com/notable-debut-of-the-year-the-art-of-fielding/"&gt;Tottenville Review&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://hannahgersen.com/post/14309259005</link><guid>http://hannahgersen.com/post/14309259005</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 Dec 2011 09:49:00 -0500</pubDate><category>reviews</category></item><item><title>Review: Then Again</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="375" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvu8sayOjI1qlkoct.jpg" width="561"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Photo by Annie Leibovitz)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In 1977, Dorothy Hall went to a screening to watch her daughter, Diane Keaton, star in a new Woody Allen film, &lt;em&gt;Annie Hall&lt;/em&gt;. She wrote about the experience in her journal:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I only saw Diane, her mannerisms, expressions, dress,  hair, etc, the total her. The story took second place … She looked  beautiful … She chose her own clothes … It seemed real. Annie’s camera  in hand, her gum chewing, her lack of confidence; pure Diane.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Three decades later, Ms. Keaton recalls her first screening of &lt;em&gt;Annie Hall&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(continued at &lt;a href="http://www.observer.com/2011/12/la-di-da-diane-keaton-meditates-on-her-mother-adoption-and-making-movies-with-men-in-a-new-memoir/"&gt;The New York Observer&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://hannahgersen.com/post/13873388053</link><guid>http://hannahgersen.com/post/13873388053</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 Dec 2011 09:44:00 -0500</pubDate><category>reviews</category></item><item><title>My short story, “Our Bathsheba” is featured in the...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvhrbwAR5K1r17lswo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;My short story, “Our Bathsheba” is featured in the most recent issue of &lt;a href="http://www.thenormalschool.com/"&gt;The Normal School&lt;/a&gt;, which just arrived on my doorstep and should be in bookstores, too!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://hannahgersen.com/post/13557143711</link><guid>http://hannahgersen.com/post/13557143711</guid><pubDate>Wed, 30 Nov 2011 15:52:44 -0500</pubDate><category>fiction</category><category>normal_school</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lupzawvIU71r17lswo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://hannahgersen.com/post/12847484022</link><guid>http://hannahgersen.com/post/12847484022</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Nov 2011 15:52:07 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Review: The Ecstasy of Influence</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="423" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lueciwhlfw1qlkoct.jpg" width="565"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;For &lt;a href="http://www.observer.com/2011/11/a-writer%e2%80%99s-debts-jonathan-lethem-examines-his-influences/"&gt;The New York Observer&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;If Jonathan Lethem had gotten his way, his new book, &lt;em&gt;The Ecstasy of Influence&lt;/em&gt; (Doubleday, 464 pages, $27.95), would be subtitled “Advertisements for  Norman Mailer.” Both titles are borrowed from other writers: &lt;em&gt;The Ecstasy of Influence&lt;/em&gt; is a play on literary critic Harold Bloom’s &lt;em&gt;The Anxiety of Influence&lt;/em&gt;, while the subtitle is lifted from Norman Mailer’s &lt;em&gt;Advertisements for Myself&lt;/em&gt;.  Mr. Lethem’s editor nixed the Mailer-inspired subtitle in favor of  “Nonfictions, etc.,” which is more straightforward, but perhaps not as  descriptive of this bursting-at-the-seams collection of essays,  profiles, reviews, fictions and juvenilia. As its title suggests, the  book explores Mr. Lethem’s many influences, literary and otherwise, but  it does so in such a free-wheeling, frank and boisterous fashion that a  nod to Mailer seems appropriate. At the very least, the collaged aspect  of having one riffed-upon title jammed up against another would have  hinted at the cut-and-paste extravaganza inside.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.observer.com/2011/11/a-writer%e2%80%99s-debts-jonathan-lethem-examines-his-influences/"&gt;(Continued…)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://hannahgersen.com/post/12555841994</link><guid>http://hannahgersen.com/post/12555841994</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Nov 2011 09:08:00 -0500</pubDate><category>reviews</category><category>Lethem</category></item><item><title>Review: This Is Not Your City</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lu4431ZHR31qlkoct.jpg" height="420" width="561"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;For &lt;a href="http://word.emerson.edu/ploughshares/2011/10/27/this-is-not-your-city/"&gt;Ploughshares&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;There are no small epiphanies in Caitlin Horrocks’s short stories, only huge, life-changing decisions. In her debut collection, &lt;em&gt;This Is Not Your City&lt;/em&gt;, her protagonists commit crimes, seduce strangers, and, in the disquieting title story, cover up an accidental death.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;These  stories take place in a variety of settings, from a small lake town in  Michigan to a ship on the Baltic Sea, and often provide glimpses into  little-seen communities and subcultures. “It Looks Like This” is set  partially in Amish country, while “Steal Small” explores the lives of  dog poachers in Missouri. In the collection’s final, heart-breaking  story, “In the Gulf of Aden, Past the Cape of Guardafui,” Horrocks  places her characters on a cruise ship, where she somehow manages to  balance a plot concerning a pirate raid with a sensitive portrait of the  parents of a mentally incapacitated child. (&lt;a href="http://word.emerson.edu/ploughshares/2011/10/27/this-is-not-your-city/"&gt;continued…&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://hannahgersen.com/post/12309167377</link><guid>http://hannahgersen.com/post/12309167377</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 Oct 2011 21:38:00 -0400</pubDate><category>reviews</category><category>Horrocks</category></item><item><title>Back from Stockholm…</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ltl4fwKN6z1r17lswo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Back from Stockholm…&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://hannahgersen.com/post/11872610002</link><guid>http://hannahgersen.com/post/11872610002</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Oct 2011 15:21:32 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>                Two Stories about Wall Street</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lu4593pAvD1qlkoct.jpg" height="755" width="566"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;For &lt;a href="http://www.themillions.com/2011/10/bartleby%e2%80%99s-occupation-of-wall-street.html"&gt;The Millions&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After a couple days of hemming and hawing, I decided to join the  protesters of Occupy Wall Street. I was hesitant to go because until  very recently, I worked as an administrative assistant at a prominent  Wall Street law firm. I didn’t know how, in good conscience, I could  rail against The Man when my primary responsibility had once been to  keep track of incoming phone calls from Goldman Sachs. But then I heard  one of the protest’s organizers on the radio saying that the Occupy  movement wasn’t against capitalism, corporations, or even big banking.  He was for income equality. And democracy. The reporter pressed him to  be more specific, but he refused.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Why do they have to be more specific?” I yelled at the radio. “Isn’t it obvious why they’re upset?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.themillions.com/2011/10/bartleby%e2%80%99s-occupation-of-wall-street.html"&gt;Continued…&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://hannahgersen.com/post/12309937826</link><guid>http://hannahgersen.com/post/12309937826</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 Oct 2011 21:55:00 -0400</pubDate><category>essays</category><category>articles</category></item><item><title>monti graffiti on Flickr.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lstaqwmPOz1r17lswo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/22553447@N07/6226880935/" title="monti graffiti"&gt;monti graffiti&lt;/a&gt; on Flickr.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://hannahgersen.com/post/11236514160</link><guid>http://hannahgersen.com/post/11236514160</guid><pubDate>Sun, 09 Oct 2011 14:44:55 -0400</pubDate><category>Italy</category><category>Rome</category><category>graffiti</category></item><item><title>Found this in a 1943 “Pocket Book of Science...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lsknqr8cWX1r17lswo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Found this in a 1943 “Pocket Book of Science Fiction.”&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://hannahgersen.com/post/11047538776</link><guid>http://hannahgersen.com/post/11047538776</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 Oct 2011 22:47:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Sunrise on Flickr.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lsgl4lYWPC1r17lswo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/22553447@N07/6199287886/" title="Sunrise"&gt;Sunrise&lt;/a&gt; on Flickr.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://hannahgersen.com/post/10952933351</link><guid>http://hannahgersen.com/post/10952933351</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Oct 2011 18:00:21 -0400</pubDate><category>sunrise</category><category>goats</category><category>Tuscany</category><category>Italy</category></item><item><title>Misfits: A Sex Offender Is Lost Memory of Skin's Unlikely Hero </title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.observer.com/2011/09/misfits-a-sex-offender-is-lost-memory-of-skins-unlikely-hero/"&gt;Misfits: A Sex Offender Is Lost Memory of Skin's Unlikely Hero &lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;My review of &lt;em&gt;Lost Memory of Skin, &lt;/em&gt;by Russell Banks, for &lt;em&gt;The New York Observer&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://hannahgersen.com/post/10555546162</link><guid>http://hannahgersen.com/post/10555546162</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 Sep 2011 09:26:00 -0400</pubDate><category>reviews</category></item><item><title>Upon returning from vacation I was very excited to receive the...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lry0warltb1r17lswo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Upon returning from vacation I was very excited to receive the most recent of &lt;a href="http://www.chattahoochee-review.org/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Chattahoochee Review&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, which features my short story, “Brood X.”&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://hannahgersen.com/post/10530622849</link><guid>http://hannahgersen.com/post/10530622849</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 Sep 2011 17:26:00 -0400</pubDate><category>fiction</category></item><item><title>Back from vacation…</title><description>&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lrxcuuBICn1r17lswo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Back from vacation…&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://hannahgersen.com/post/10517175919</link><guid>http://hannahgersen.com/post/10517175919</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 Sep 2011 08:47:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Very pleased to share that my short story,...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lr6lakG96h1r17lswo1_r1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Very pleased to share that my short story, “Lavaliered”, is included in the most recent issue of &lt;em&gt;Crab Orchard Review&lt;/em&gt;. It’s a themed issue: “Re-visions of the American South.”&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://hannahgersen.com/post/9942339297</link><guid>http://hannahgersen.com/post/9942339297</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 Sep 2011 21:54:00 -0400</pubDate><category>fiction</category></item><item><title>Last day of summer…</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lr1vat2EyT1r17lswo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last day of summer…&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://hannahgersen.com/post/9831604568</link><guid>http://hannahgersen.com/post/9831604568</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Sep 2011 08:42:29 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>

