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writing that describes the world without having a worldview

[...] The desire is always for work that puts narrative ahead of all other considerations, and this is the kind of writing that now dominates our literature: it describes the world without having a worldview. Which is a workable definition of the kind of writing most easily converted into IP.

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—p.21 The Baffler #49 They Made a Movie Out of It (16) missing author
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true stories that reflect a brand’s spirit and ethos

[...] Epic is just one more publishing vehicle that can’t make money by actually publishing. The company’s real money comes from presenting itself as a curator of elite content, which it offers to brands like Ford and Google in the form of long-form reporting: “Epic story hunters travel the world i…

—p.20 They Made a Movie Out of It (16) missing author
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leave the powers-that-be unnamed

The paymaster for Rich’s story was a tech giant, as is so often the case now, and it was not at all a coincidence that his epic about climate change unfolded not as a polemic but as a narrative human drama. Nor was it a coincidence that Rich’s essay curiously lacked a critique of capital’s sway ove…

—p.19 They Made a Movie Out of It (16) missing author
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the boy who wept when his hamster died

He didn't say anything. Then: "Dad. You weren't nice to him in the end."

His voice quivered, as if he'd suffered an irreparable loss, and in that moment, I glimpsed Thomas's former self, the boy who wept when his hamster died. Together we held a proper funeral in the backyard. All at once, I fel…

—p.130 ZYZZYVA #117: The Bay Area Issue by Nina Schuyler
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sun from the spring day hung low in the sky inspo/interiority

In the morning, with both boys still sleeping, I got my coat and headed out. In the past, I would have made breakfast for my husband and son, done the dishes, the laundry - a good wife, until I couldn't anymore, because it felt like a pillow was pressed on my face, cutting off my oxygen. The sun wa…

—p.123 by Nina Schuyler