When I first moved to NYC, in the fall of 2013, I was twenty-six and adrift. I was mired in a long novel that I’d been working on for years, and I wasn’t sure how to find a place for myself, of any kind, in the city. I was making an effort, but I needed something else and I wasn’t yet sure what that might be.
In our afternoon reading: interviews with Douglas Light and R.O. Kwon, thoughts on a new edition of a Barbara Comyns novel, and more.