A Call for Essays on the Essay
December 27, 2015 § 2 Comments
The Dirigible as Essay
From Ethan Madore, a co-editor of The Essay Review:
Criticism should have an eye on the future as well as the past, and in addition to the consideration of contemporary essayists, The Essay Review is looking for work that ekes out new historical territory for the essay and makes new claims for the essay’s growing canon. In our view, the boundaries between fiction and nonfiction, poetry and prose are in constant flux, and we look to publish criticism that challenges and reshapes these boundaries, which traces not just the development of the essay as a genre, but the proliferation of essayism across genres, from essayistic novels to video essays and the essayistic spirit in visual art and music.
This year we are launching a new and improved website with the goal of making the Essay Review more accessible, shareable, and accommodating of multimedia works. We welcome submissions of original pieces of criticism on the history, development, and future of the essay; essays on essaying; reflections from instructors of nonfiction; and anything other work that fits a broad definition of nonfiction criticism in any length and form.
Deadline: February 19th, 2016
Submission Guidelines can be found here.
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