Join Jessica Handler at her upcoming events and appearances. Stay tuned for dates and locations, and don't miss the chance to connect with the author behind "The Magnetic Girl" and other acclaimed works.
The world around us is filled with sights, sounds, smells, tastes, and touch—a richness that is vital for your characters, whether real or imagined. Specific details from our experience, like the sound of a loved one’s laugh or the logo on a faded band t-shirt, can bring your characters to life. In this prompt-driven online webinar, we will explore how writing about sight, sound, touch, taste, and smell is key to creating compelling characters. We’ll look at examples from published work and try some of our own. Afterward, you’ll have techniques that you can immediately apply to your own work.
Join me for a week at Serenbe's Art Farm to learn techniques for writing about family: developing plot as well as for writing scene, description, and character. Together, we’ll explore innovative ways of bringing family dynamics to life on the page, including research, sensory engagement, and drawing (even if you’re not an artist.) We will read and discuss excerpts from well-known examples of family stories, and maybe share a little bit of our own writing, too.
Set in a time of emerging electricity and heightened Spiritualism, "The Magnetic Girl" is an inspired novel about women's quest for political, cultural, and sexual presence.
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From insightful interviews to engaging essays, see how Jessica's work continues to resonate with readers and critics alike.
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This is one of those stories you bring out near last call so you’ll never have to go home.
Stop what you’re doing right now and cue this baby up. It will only take about three minutes of your time, the length of a standard radio pop hit. Because that’s what it is. A power-pop hit.
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“Notice,” my yoga teacher coos. I open one eye to notice that on the Zoom screen, he’s sitting upright. Sukhasana. I settle myself in the same posture on my yoga mat in my living room, legs crossed, spine straight.
When I was 8 years old, my father, who turned out to be terrible with money, worked on a colleague’s campaign for U.S. Senate. One day I walked into my parents’ bedroom to find my father sitting on the bed, surrounded by an ocean of cash.
