Betsy Lerner is the author of The Forest for the Trees, Food and Loathing and The Bridge Ladies. She received an MFA from Columbia University in Poetry and was the recipient of a Thomas Wolfe Poetry Prize and an Academy of American Poets Poetry Prize, and was one of PEN's Emerging Writers. She also received the Tony Godwin Publishing Prize for Editors Under 35. After working as an editor for fifteen years, she became an agent and is currently a partner with Dunow, Carlson and Lerner Literary Agency. She lives in Connecticut.
In this extract from her warm and funny memoir The Bridge Ladies, Betsy explains how discovering the unsung lives of her mother's oldest friends helped her to develop a better understanding of, and a more meaningful relationship with, her mother.
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by @BetsyLerner - one month ago
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@neiltyson I can’t stay calm. Gazing from the George Washington Bridge. City to the right. Cold beautiful. Night.
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by @BetsyLerner - 5 months ago
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Hey There You with the Stars in Your Eyes - 17 days ago
This is going to be pet peeve week (and just fyi, the term “pet peeve” is a pet peeve). What drives me nuts is when fiction writers use eye signaling to stand in for story or emotion. She looked at him, she glared, she glanced, she stared, she lowered her eyes, she batted her […]
Everybody Sees You’re Blown Apart - 21 days ago
How do you write about pain? Hurt, loss, betrayal? How do you write about those experiences that gut you without going all cliche on your ass? How to retain control of tone when everything is out of control? How do you bring to life a slight, a thousand tiny cuts, a snub? You must write, […]
The Words She Knows the Tune She Hums - 24 days ago
I know people write diaries for themselves, but I still feel there is something vaguely performative about it. For instance, you don’t just write without any attention to style, word choice, tone, narrative. Sometimes I even use asides and dialogue. I don’t want anyone to read my diary, but I still give it some […]
It Wouldn’t Be Make-Believe if You Believed in Me - 28 days ago
Writer is not even on the list. If you ask me what I do, I say literary agent. I say I work in publishing. I say I put out fires, I dash hopes and dreams, I makes wishes come true. I’m an editor. I’ll always be an editor. I do dishes, I iron, I […]
Get Out While We’re Young - one month ago
When I was young, I only wrote when I was sad. I wrote a lot. Now, I mostly like to write out of anger and revenge and competition. Some people don’t think that’s healthy. I have no use for them. Writing is not: therapeutic, healing, consoling or cathartic. Writing is not a hobby. I […]