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It seemed the whole world fell in love with Michael Chabon's writing about fatherhood when his essay "My Son, the Prince of Fashion" was published in GQ two years ago — at least based on its immediate ubiquity.
Her memoir follows her 40th year, as she enters into a life largely without a blueprint.
In Severance, Ling Ma creates an alternate recent past, in which most of humankind has been wiped out by Shen Fever.
But Shen Fever doesn't just kill — it renders those infected useless, slowly rotting away while trapped in an infinite, mindless loop of their most mundane activities.
These stories exist in worlds just past reality, just slightly uncomfortable, familiar until, suddenly, they aren't.
And I didn't just read these stories, each revealing at once the absolute absurdity and magnificence of being alive; I savored them.
It's in his work toward collapsing the myth of the male writer as absentee father, toward rejecting conformity, and in his emphatic insistence that men bear the unique obligation to tirelessly fight against, as Chabon puts it, "dickitude" — and to raise their sons to do the same.