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Suzanne Moore is a writer for the Guardian and the New Statesman.
The womb is a battlefield. Never underestimate the amount of sadism pregnant women can evoke, warns Rose.
Punk’s inability to contain women, and their subsequent erasure, has been part of its hegemonic celebration by guys of a certain vintage.
From the Long Players series: writers on their most cherished albums.
Biographer Chris Kraus restores Acker to her rightful place, by taking her writing seriously.
Stuart Hall analysed power, whether in conservative ideology or structural racism.
You can't hate them all, can you? Actually, I can.
“What? No way! I’m not having dinner with a racist,” said one of my daughters. “But she’s lonely,” I said.
We never saw a noodle – it was all foie gras lollipops. One man announced he wouldn’t be at dinner as he was “popping over to Kowloon for a bit of prostitution”.
M Train is an extroadinary book about creation and the sheer loneliness of making art.
“Mum,” I said, “they don’t employ me because of what I look like. It’s for what I write.” She had no truck with that and never would.
