Full Grown People will be back next Monday with a brand-spanking-new essay, but in the meantime (while I’m cooking and drinking and guarding the good stuffing) maybe you’d like to catch up on some essays you might have missed? You can poke around in the archives or search by category.
Or, here’s a little list. Every year, editors of small magazines get to nominate six pieces of work for the Pushcart Prize, a huge honor in the lit world. The deadline is December 1, so now at the end of November, here I am, with much gnashing of teeth and pulling of hair. I want to nominate all of them—I love each essay on this website for different reasons. Alas, this was my long list of possible Pushcart nominees before I narrowed it down to six:
Shaun Anzaldua’s “Death and Dying, Or Laugh Until You Wet Your Pants”
Jessica Handler’s “On the Pain Scale”
Kim Kankiewicz’s “Eye of the Beholder”
Kristin Kovacic’s “Comma Momma”
Meredith Fein Lichtenberg’s “The Pull of the Moon”
Jody Mace’s “The Insomniac’s To-Do List”
Jennifer Maher’s “Red-Handed”
Antonia Malchik’s “Someone Stole Home”
Zsofi McMullin’s “Young Love”
Suzanne Kushner Resnick’s “Soul Mate 101: Don’t Marry Him”
Robin Schoenthaler’s “Hope Floating”
Suzanne Van Atten’s “Land of Shannon”
See what I mean about the gnashing and the pulling? Even now, I’m thinking, but what about…?
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