S. C. Cornell
A brief note in celebration of my friend, the writer and critic S. C. Cornell, who is on a roll. Today her review of the Argentinian writer Sara Gallardo’s January appears online in The New Yorker. Last Saturday, S’s “Who Gets to Play in Women’s Leagues?” appeared online as The New Yorker’s Weekend Essay. In August, also for The New Yorker, S reviewed Jenni Nuttall’s Mother Tongue: The Surprising History of Women’s Words. S’s erudition is of Sontagian proportions. She moves with ease between the history of sports, literature, film, language, cartoon, and—unusually, for a critic of such wide learning—herself. I look forward to the day these essays, along with her pieces for The Drift and LIBER: A Feminist Review (and perhaps, dare I say, her early essay on Lucia Berlin for this newsletter) are collected. Watch out, 2024!