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.
My daughter's rom com "trailer." https://t.co/8l3j9jPv72
by @BetsyLerner - 12 hours ago
RT @neiltyson: The only time I ever mentioned Bill O’Reilly: https://t.co/mYo7kQLYSc
by @BetsyLerner - 3 days ago
RT @ditzkoff: He...he knows he's the president, right? https://t.co/uazxuL4h1S
by @BetsyLerner - 20 days ago
Sully was robbed. #Sully
by @BetsyLerner - one month ago
Conversation overheard on 49th and 10th: You can't kill yourself just because things don't go your way.
by @BetsyLerner - 3 months ago
Everything’s Going My Way - 30 minutes ago
In a hotel, watching morning TV, waiting to give a book talk at a synagogue in Philadelphia. The thought pops into my mind: why am I alive, how many years have I been on Lithium, why can’t I remember the middle of the only poem I had committed to memory? Why is my dress […]
Something Inside Had Died and I Just Can’t Fake It - 2 days ago
When you finish a piece of writing, I recommend: printing it out, reading it aloud, make notes with a pencil, input the changes, put the pages in the potato bin for ten days to two weeks. Reread, delete 2-10,000 words, read a major Russian novel, ask a trusted reader for feedback (no first degree […]
What Would You Do If I Sang Out of Tune? - 4 days ago
What do people mean when they talk about voice? For me, the first book I ever read that screamed voice was Catcher in the Rye. Then I discovered the confessional poets whose voices I loved. Is voice only first person? Is voice quirky, inflected, blood-soaked, ironic, quixotic, besotted, divided? Junot Diaz, David Sedaris. How […]
Oh Simple Thing, Where Have You Gone? - 6 days ago
In the last few weeks, more than one writer has mentioned that he or she is working on something “just for themselves,” “no pressure,” “a totally different genre,” etc. I get it. It’s the desire to write in obscurity, which is ironic since the desire to come out of obscurity is so overpowering before […]
Thank You Disillusionment - 18 days ago
Now that I’m officially not working on a writing project, I want to talk about how it feels. It feels fucking great. My skin is clear, my nails are manicured, I’m sleeping again. I don’t know how I ever wrote at all. It’s so hard. LOL. Seriously, if you told me I had to […]
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