Nicole Graev Lipson

Oct 3, 2024 | themillions.com | Nicole Graev Lipson

Every time I read Jamie Quatro’s fiction—from her debut collection I Want to Show You More, to her 2018 novel Fire Sermon, to her short stories in the New Yorker—I experience the same edge-of-my-seat pleasure. Quatro’s characters are as alive as flesh-and-blood people; the Southern landscape they inhabit feels solid enough to stand in. But always, thrillingly, the otherworldly eventually slips in, dissolving the boundary between the real and the fantastic.

Oct 3, 2024 | everand.com | Nicole Graev Lipson

Every time I read Jamie Quatro’s fiction—from her debut collection I Want to Show You More, to her 2018 novel Fire Sermon, to her short stories in the New Yorker—I experience the same edge-of-my-seat pleasure. Quatro’s characters are as alive as flesh-and-blood people; the Southern landscape they inhabit feels solid enough to stand in. But always, thrillingly, the otherworldly eventually slips in, dissolving the boundary between the real and the fantastic.

Jun 10, 2024 | chireviewofbooks.com | Nicole Graev Lipson

When Ruth Whippman was pregnant with her third son in 2017, her neighborhood mail carrier offered her these words of support: “I hope for your sake this one’s a girl.” The message was crystal clear: boys are difficult, rowdy, ungovernable. To be saddled with raising three of them? A kind of curse. This comment cut to the heart of Whippman’s conflicted feelings. On the one hand, #MeToo was shining a light on the systemic ways male privilege harms women.

Sep 25, 2023 | vqronline.org | Paul Reyes |Emily Silverman |Nicole Graev Lipson |Peter Bebergal

Fall 2023 In the Fall issue, physician and writer Emily Silverman reports on the quixotic movement in health care known as direct primary care, or DPC.

Sep 11, 2023 | vqronline.org | Nicole Graev Lipson

Act I I want my students to fall madly in love with Rosalind. She’s my favorite of all Shakespeare’s heroines, I tell them, pressing my hand to my heart, pretending to swoon. They watch me gamely from their desks—the boys with their 2009 Justin Bieber bowl cuts, the girls in their UGGs, all of them the sort of ambitious student who would actually choose a course on Shakespearean comedy for their senior English elective.