Literary Reflections

Any idea that comes to me seems trivial and boring. Why can’t I come up with a single original idea? And who would want to read what I write anyway?…

Stacey Loscalzo wants to write, tries to write and, at first, can’t write. Many of us can identify with the writer’s block out of which her essay, Writing Together, arises.

There’s still another month of summer reading ahead! If you’ve already reached the bottom of your beach bag, our editors have some exciting suggestions for replenishing it.

Every good book can be an occasion for discovery—and the same might be said even for many of the rotten ones.

And now it is summer. My children have been compiling their lists for various reading clubs, and I find myself vaguely longing for the days when I used to do…

I like to give my husband books of poetry when gift-giving occasions arise. I try to make my selections more a reflection of his taste than my own, but of…

I have difficulty finishing books because I have difficulty getting started on them. If I’m not hooked by the first page, if I’m just not in the mood for the…

Celebrating Mother’s Day at Literary Mama means celebrating all the mothers that literature has to offer—the good, the bad, the relatable, the hard-bitten, the struggling, the comical, the fearful, the…

I feel uneasy admitting the extent to which my own identity is wrapped up in motherhood. Yet, without my children, I would not be a writer at all.

In this month’s Literary Reflection’s essay, Andrea Lani identifies some of the challenges of writing about motherhood while mothering. To write for the sake of self-reflection is one thing; to…

It seems that this month, we’re reading stories that have some kind of disability at their core.