By J.M. Birmingham No tidy bow, no grand reveal, no circling back to the theme. No carefully placed takeaway to reward the reader for making it to the end. Just … the writing. Unresolved, standing on its own merit. Tasked recently with a close reading of three personal essays by genre-defining authors, I decided on […]

When an Author Refuses to Tidy It All Up: A Close Reading of Hazlitt, Dillard, and Didion