by Edith Wharton REVIEW BY MEREDITH MCKINNIE “The real loneliness is living among all these kind people who only ask one to pretend.” I somehow managed to make it through a graduate degree in English without ever having been assigned Edith Wharton’s The Age of Innocence, a fictional story of New York...
“Ruth had learned only one thing from the current reality, and it was that everything held together by tacit agreement that it would. All it took to unravel something was one party deciding to do just that. There was no real structure to prevent chaos. There was only a collective faith in order.” The...
REVIEW BY MEREDITH MCKINNIE “Grief, when it comes, is nothing we expect it to be. Grief has no distance. Grief comes in waves, paroxysms, sudden apprehensions that weaken the knees and blind the eyes and obliterate the dailiness of life.” Didion sparked my interest after the Netflix documentary The C...
