Because it's broken
by Sady Doyle It’s easy to read the buddhist as a feminist text. It’s also easy to read it as a book about dissolving the boundaries between high and low art, or a performance piece about obsession, or a book about the abuse of spiritual authority. It’s even possible to read it as simply a book about abuse and its aftermath. Bellamy explicitly acknowledges that her subject — an ex-boyfriend,...
by Rachel Monroe I read the buddhist in one big thirsty gulp, lying on my bunk in the hostel during the hottest part of the day. I was avoiding talking to people – to the surfer from Alabama, to the irritating Russians. When I finished, it was just after 4 PM and the surfers were readying themselves for the next high tide. “That’s so gay,” the one from Alabama said, I’m not sure about...
Without a net: an interview with Dodie Bellamy
Dodie Bellamy’s book the buddhist originated as a series of posts on Dodie’s blog, belladodie, in which she described her life in the aftermath of a protracted breakup with a Buddhist teacher. Dodie has used many writing forms over the course of her career, from poetry to academic writing, often focusing on the sometimes-blurry line between what’s considered “memoir”...
When I meet them outside the theater and we all shake hands, I’m thinking that I...– Emily Carter, “Glory B. and the Gentle Art” (via ellencherrycharles) buy it
In Case You Missed The LIKE A BOSS Panel
a report on the Like A Boss panel by Emily Books College Liason Lillian Warner! Last Sunday at the Like A Boss panel, Emily asked Will Schwalbe, Alexander Chee, Heidi Julavits and Doree Shafrir to share their insights on mentoring. The panelists offered stories about being mentors, having mentors, and how those experiences have affected them. No one tried to give mentoring a strict...
One thing this project has made me realize is that my need to love is even...– Dodie Bellamy, the buddhist ah, love
by Emily Cooke In grad school, getting an MFA in writing, I cried in the office of every workshop professor I had but one. In spite of the sensitivity with which as a rule these people responded, the episodes filled me with shame. Post-cry, I assiduously avoided my teachers. When I couldn’t help but see them–in class, or in the coffee line–I tried to be nonchalant, wry, recovered, but I think...
ruthcurry: In the buddhist Bellamy talks about...
by Minna Proctor I was introduced to the idea of Monica Sarsini this way: My college boyfriend— from Florence, Italy—said, “You have to meet my mother’s friend. She’s a writer. She’s strange and beautiful. She’s anorexic. She’s agoraphobic. She lives downstairs. You should read her.” He produced a slender book from his mother’s jammed shelves. The title was Crepapelle. A nonsense word. With...
…an in-your-face owning of one’s vulnerability and fucked-upness to the point of...– dodie bellamy, in the buddhist. a year and a half ago, when mike and i broke up, emily gave me i love dick. this breakup season, she gave me the buddhist. i cannot put this book down for obvious reasons. (via karaj)
This is the first day we have Dodie Bellamy’s book the buddhist on sale at Emily Books. To celebrate, I’m posting a tiny part of the book. Though I don’t share Dodie’s opinion on Freedom, this passage made me laugh out loud and feel like I understood her and loved her spirit. This is the kind of complex feeling I love to have about a book. “I stumbled upon the...
More Than Most
by Arianna Stern “I’ve never actually applied for a traditional job,” my thesis advisor told me over lunch, explaining that she’d gone straight from undergrad to a PhD program. We were out at a vegetarian restaurant, celebrating my completed thesis essay, and the tables that surrounded us were mostly empty. Sparsely-populated storefronts were an ongoing theme of college life: On weekday...