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I sent them to every quarterly I could think of

INTERVIEWER

Did you sell any of the individual stories before the collection was published?

GAITSKILL

No. I sent them to every quarterly I could think of, and I would sometimes get five rejection letters in my mailbox at once. The main thing editors would write was that the characters were…

—p.39 The Paris Review, Issue 243, Spring 2023 The Art of Fiction No. 257 (34) by Mary Gaitskill
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4 months, 2 weeks ago

they’re still portraying the other person as an asshole advice/writing project/rink-story project/wine-story

[...] “Something Nice” also definitely describes an experience I had, when I worked briefly as a prostitute, and that one was told entirely from the man’s point of view—an invented character with an invented life. That dynamic wasn’t as antagonistic, but it still took something to imagine myself in…

—p.37 The Art of Fiction No. 257 (34) by Mary Gaitskill
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a capacious moral imagination

[...] her greatest virtues as a writer of fiction are old-fashioned: exquisitely constructed sentences, a capacious moral imagination and a depth of feeling for human frailty, a near-hallucinatory precision in describing physical phenomena as well as emotional states, interpersonal dynamics, and sh…

—p.36 The Art of Fiction No. 257 (34) by Mary Gaitskill
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she was drawing near to the end of her life

Via social media, she knew words and phrases like gaslighting, trauma-informed, disorganized attachment, kink-friendly, pinkwashing, and could use them all in a sentence.

She was drawing near to the end of her life, and couldn’t imagine living more than another ten years. In that time, sick as …

—p.31 This is Everything There Will Ever Be (19) missing author
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assumed the person writing like that was me

Well, when I was twenty-five I’d decided to write a novel in the first person, in which I would affect the air of an autistic snob and fool myself and the reader into thinking that I came from a good family and had suffered only from affluent neglect. Maybe it was supposed to be an affectionate car…

—p.212 The Paris Review, Issue 241, Fall 2022 The Gold Coast (187) missing author