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Rebecca Liu is a commissioning editor at Guardian Saturday and a staff writer at Another Gaze.

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Book Review

August 2022

Rebecca Liu

Book Review

August 2022

I remember the first time I saw it, like a freshly alert hare alarmed by movement in the distant grasslands. It was 2013. Model...

Book Review

September 2020

Pankaj Mishra’s ‘Bland Fanatics’

Rebecca Liu

Book Review

September 2020

The Anglo-American commentariat is full of lofty egos. Pankaj Mishra has developed a reputation as their great deflater. ‘Watch...

Sometimes he would emerge from his bedroom around midday and the sun would be more or less bright, or else the sun wouldn’t be out at all, it being a grey day And maybe that was good, standing half-asleep in the dimness of the hallway, unsure of how the day would ultimately reveal itself   Mondays, without a job or anything else to go to, he could stare out at the city with a cup of tea going cold and try to think things through On Monday mornings, he believed, there were always questions In the distance, with a sort of great yawn, the city would begin to pick up from where it left off In these moments he felt the most sympathy for this strange thing, which breathed over him whilst he slept   Planes would fly overhead Big machines put into the sky, trailing patterns that, with time, became clouds Carrying people and things He listened to the crying of the planes in bed, looking up at the dark ceiling and imagining all of the unseen passengers who were going places, turning over on his side to hear the faint din of them reaching the edge of the night-sky, alive with impatient determination   He took a sip from his tea He still had a small bit of money left It was, he figured, enough to see him through the week   *** They had told her that a busy period was approaching so she took half of the day off, hoping to get back to the office just after lunchtime What had been cool and quiet in the early morning had become almost unbearably warm The streets, in the full sun, were now brash and bothered, jostling her on the way to the doctors Only now, hours since she had woken up, did she feel awake for the first time that day, surrounded by the sudden almighty hubbub of the city She reflected that this was life, more or less Life in all its offhand givings and takings But it was just a small thought and as she carried on walking her

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August 2019

Rebecca Liu

Contributor

August 2019

Rebecca Liu is a commissioning editor at Guardian Saturday and a staff writer at Another Gaze.

Jia Tolentino’s ‘Trick Mirror’

Book Review

August 2019

Rebecca Liu

Book Review

August 2019

Talk about the fates of young professional women today and you will often alight on two themes: the anxieties that come with living in...

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Art

August 2017

Becoming Alice Neel

Rosanna Mclaughlin

Art

August 2017

From the first time I saw Alice Neel’s portraits, I wanted to see the world as she did. Neel...

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September 2014

The Mediatisation of Contemporary Writing

Nick Thurston

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September 2014

Trying to figure out what marks contemporary literature as contemporary is a deceptively complicated job because the concept of...

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March 2015

Plastic Words

Tom Overton

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March 2015

Plastic Words was a six-week series of thirteen events which described itself as ‘mining the contested space between contemporary...

 

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