Can Fiction Help Solve the Ethical Problems of True Crime?
True crime wants us to believe that our monsters are individual, not systemic—the errant serial killer rather than a violent and inequitable culture.
True crime wants us to believe that our monsters are individual, not systemic—the errant serial killer rather than a violent and inequitable culture.
I was often housing insecure; sometimes even homeless. I’ve had fewer opportunities to publish and I do so at a higher cost.
As part of our Social Media Week series, Leah Johnson writes about using social media to connect with her readers and how she engages online as a recreation rather than an obligation.
As part of our Social Media Week series, Cinelle Barnes writes about being a writer and not being on Twitter.
As part of our Social Media Week series, Kristen Arnett writes about her journey on Twitter, the Hell App, and how she uses the platform to connect with other writers and try out bits.
I love and care for my child unconditionally. Maybe I can do that for my writing too.
I was planting my cornfield, hoping that the magic baseball team (a.k.a my writing group) would eventually show up. If you build it, they will come.
In my MFA, the people who spoke the most were praised for their intelligence. But the pressure to participate isn’t helpful for every student.
To celebrate National Poetry Month, we asked authors the question: “What poem or poet inspires you to keep writing?”
When my Nai Nai asked me about the book, I felt compelled to tell her the truth: that I was scared, but that I was trying.
Choosing one life means missing out on another; it is not possible to be everywhere all at once, to do everything, to be everyone.
As I got better at articulating what customers should read and why, I was becoming equally capable of articulating what kinds of stories I wanted to write.
It’s a bitter irony, courtesy of capitalism: writers working as writers to support the writing we are too spent to do.
From PEN America’s ‘The Sentences That Create Us Crafting A Writer’s Life in Prison.’
Whatever your MFA experience, it takes time to create or recreate the life that you can keep writing in. In this essay, Rachel Taube speaks to her cohort members regarding their first year post-MFA.
My book haunted me, as did Lizzie Borden. I thought by making something with my hands, I could transform that fear into care.
For Valentine’s Day, some members of the Catapult staff thank the people who encouraged their love of books and reading.
Writing had become my career goal, and everything else had bent in service to it.
I, a slow reader, will never get to all the words I long to read, but I will relish the ones before me.
As part of our Education Week series, Edgar Gomez reflects on how presenting himself authentically as a teacher cultivates a more open and honest learning environment.