A gift for Didion’s many fans.
Candid interviews with a literary icon.
In nine interviews that span nearly 50 years, novelist, essayist, screenwriter, and memoirist Didion (1934-2021) responded to questions with thoughtful openness. Although Didion was not, as one interviewer noted, “what one would call a virtuoso conversationalist,” several interviews read like comfortable exchanges, notably with New Yorker theater critic Hilton Als and “Fresh Air” host Terry Gross. Talking with Als in 2006, Didion reflected on the trajectory of her career; her early aspirations; her self-doubts as a writer; the influences of Hemingway, Conrad (she reread Victory every time she began a new novel, she said), and the plays of Eugene O’Neill; and the challenges of fiction and nonfiction. “Writing fiction is for me a fraught business,” she told Als, “an occasion of daily dread for at least the first half of the novel, and sometimes all the way through.” Nonfiction, though, felt less threatening, “more like sculpture, a matter of shaping the research into the finished thing.” Talking about Didion’s memoir, The Year of Magical Thinking, Gross gently led the author into a conversation about grief after the deaths of her husband and daughter. Several interviews focus on Didion’s political stance, revealed in essays and novels such as Salvador and Miami. Describing herself once as libertarian, Didion explained that she was raised in “a western frontier ethic. That means being left alone and leaving others alone.” The politics she wanted, she told novelist Sara Davidson, “are anarchic. Throw out the laws. Tear it down. Start all over. That is very romantic because it presumes that left to their own devices, people would do good things for one another. I doubt,” she added ruefully, “that that’s true.” Although her last interview, conducted shortly before her death, was terse, the collection portrays a woman acutely sensitive “to the anguish of being a human being.” Other interviewers include Hari Kunzru, Dave Eggers, and Sheila Heti.
A gift for Didion’s many fans.Pub Date: June 28, 2022
ISBN: 978-1-68589-011-7
Page Count: 192
Publisher: Melville House
Review Posted Online: April 19, 2022
Kirkus Reviews Issue: May 15, 2022
A fierce, penetrating, and empowering call for change.
Artist and activist Vaid-Menon demonstrates how the normativity of the gender binary represses creativity and inflicts physical and emotional violence.
The author, whose parents emigrated from India, writes about how enforcement of the gender binary begins before birth and affects people in all stages of life, with people of color being especially vulnerable due to Western conceptions of gender as binary. Gender assignments create a narrative for how a person should behave, what they are allowed to like or wear, and how they express themself. Punishment of nonconformity leads to an inseparable link between gender and shame. Vaid-Menon challenges familiar arguments against gender nonconformity, breaking them down into four categories—dismissal, inconvenience, biology, and the slippery slope (fear of the consequences of acceptance). Headers in bold font create an accessible navigation experience from one analysis to the next. The prose maintains a conversational tone that feels as intimate and vulnerable as talking with a best friend. At the same time, the author's turns of phrase in moments of deep insight ring with precision and poetry. In one reflection, they write, “the most lethal part of the human body is not the fist; it is the eye. What people see and how people see it has everything to do with power.” While this short essay speaks honestly of pain and injustice, it concludes with encouragement and an invitation into a future that celebrates transformation.
A fierce, penetrating, and empowering call for change. (writing prompt) (Nonfiction. 14-adult)Pub Date: June 2, 2020
ISBN: 978-0-593-09465-5
Page Count: 64
Publisher: Penguin Workshop
Review Posted Online: March 14, 2020
Kirkus Reviews Issue: April 1, 2020
Well-told and admonitory.
Young-rags-to-mature-riches memoir by broker and motivational speaker Gardner.
Born and raised in the Milwaukee ghetto, the author pulled himself up from considerable disadvantage. He was fatherless, and his adored mother wasn’t always around; once, as a child, he spied her at a family funeral accompanied by a prison guard. When beautiful, evanescent Moms was there, Chris also had to deal with Freddie “I ain’t your goddamn daddy!” Triplett, one of the meanest stepfathers in recent literature. Chris did “the dozens” with the homies, boosted a bit and in the course of youthful adventure was raped. His heroes were Miles Davis, James Brown and Muhammad Ali. Meanwhile, at the behest of Moms, he developed a fondness for reading. He joined the Navy and became a medic (preparing badass Marines for proctology), and a proficient lab technician. Moving up in San Francisco, married and then divorced, he sold medical supplies. He was recruited as a trainee at Dean Witter just around the time he became a homeless single father. All his belongings in a shopping cart, Gardner sometimes slept with his young son at the office (apparently undiscovered by the night cleaning crew). The two also frequently bedded down in a public restroom. After Gardner’s talents were finally appreciated by the firm of Bear Stearns, his American Dream became real. He got the cool duds, hot car and fine ladies so coveted from afar back in the day. He even had a meeting with Nelson Mandela. Through it all, he remained a prideful parent. His own no-daddy blues are gone now.
Well-told and admonitory.Pub Date: June 1, 2006
ISBN: 0-06-074486-3
Page Count: 320
Publisher: Amistad/HarperCollins
Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010
Kirkus Reviews Issue: March 15, 2006
© Copyright 2026 Kirkus Media LLC. All Rights Reserved.
Follow
Popular in this Genre
We can’t wait for you to join Kirkus!
It’s free and takes less than 10 seconds!
Already have an account? Log in.
OR
Sign in with GoogleTrouble signing in? Retrieve credentials.
Welcome Back!
OR
Sign in with GoogleTrouble signing in? Retrieve credentials.
