Lise Funderburg’s latest book is Apple, Tree: Writers on Their Parents, a collection of all-new work by twenty-five writers, which Publishers Weekly deemed a “sparkling anthology” in its starred review. Previous books include the memoir, Pig Candy: Taking My Father South, Taking My Father Home, and the recently reissued collection of oral histories, Black, White, Other: Biracial Americans Talk About Race and Identity. Her work has been published in the New York Times, TIME, the Philadelphia Inquirer, The Nation, MORE, Chattahoochee Review, Oprah Magazine, and Prevention. Lise has been awarded residencies at the Civitella Ranieri Foundation, MacDowell, Thurber House, and Blue Mountain, among others, and she won a Nonfiction Fellowship from the Pennsylvania Council on the Arts. She teaches creative writing at the University of Pennsylvania and teaches at the Paris Writers’ Workshop.
REVISING *IS* WRITING: Unlocking the Creative Potential of Self-Editing in Creative Nonfiction, a Master Class in Craft by Lise Funderburg, Sunday November 21, 2021
REVISING *IS* WRITING: Unlocking the Creative Potential of Self-Editing in Creative Nonfiction A Master Class in Craft with Cleaver Creative Nonfiction Editor Lise Funderburg Sunday, Nov 21, 2021, 12-pm to 2 pm ET $50 Class limit: 18 Questions: [email protected] The unsung hero of the creative process is revision, but the aversion to it that so many of us feel can be laid at the feet of most of our experiences of formal schooling, wherein NO ONE ever showed us how to engage with work past the first draft. In this technique-based master class, Lise will teach you strategies and practices that will take your creative nonfiction projects from their jumbled beginnings to polished, publishable gems. Lise Funderburg’s latest book is Apple, Tree: Writers on Their Parents, a collection of all-new work by twenty-five writers, which Publishers Weekly deemed a “sparkling anthology” in its starred review. Previous books include the memoir, Pig Candy: Taking My Father South, Taking My Father Home, and the recently reissued collection of oral histories, Black, White, Other: Biracial Americans Talk About Race and Identity. Her work has been published in the New York Times, TIME, the Philadelphia Inquirer, The Nation, MORE, Chattahoochee Review, Oprah Magazine, and Prevention. Lise has been awarded residencies at the ...
Crafting a Great Personal Essay, taught by Lise Funderburg, October 10-31, 2021 [SOLD OUT]
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Crafting a Great Personal Essay Taught by Cleaver Senior Nonfiction Editor Lise Funderburg 4 Weeks October 10-31 Synchronous with asynchronous writing assignments 12-pm to 3 pm ET on Sundays, October 10, 17, 24, 31 $200 Class limit: 12 Questions: [email protected] SOLD OUT Writing from personal experience is always a double-edged sword in Creative Nonfiction: on the one side, we have almost limitless access to material. On the other, familiarity often breeds blind spots, cheating the work of dimension, resonance, and narrative drive. In this generative and reflective series of workshops, we will build strategies and craft practices that help you to hone your personal essays/memoirs until they shine. SYLLABUS In addition to the time we’ll have together in Zoom, expect to spend 2-3 hours each week on readings and writing assignments. And while it is not detailed below, there will be many opportunities to give and receive feedback on the work everyone creates for the class. Week One: What Makes A Great Personal Essay Great? We’ll start off by sharing and dissecting several short personal essays from great practitioners of the craft. This will help everyone identify the components and potential of personal essays, and at the same time, amass ...
THE SHARPEST TOOLS IN THE DRAWER: Honing Critical Distance in First-Person Narratives, Masterclass by Cleaver Editor Lise Funderburg, October 11 to November 1, 2020 [SOLD OUT]
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THE SHARPEST TOOLS IN THE DRAWER: Honing Critical Distance in First-Person Narratives A Masterclass by Cleaver Nonfiction Editor Lise Funderburg Four Sundays, 12:00pm - 3:00 pm: Oct 11, Oct 18, Oct 25, Nov 1, 2020 $175 Early Bird / $200 regular Class limit: 10 Questions: [email protected] SOLD OUT Writing from personal experience is always a double-edged sword in Creative Nonfiction: on the one side, we have almost limitless access to material. On the other, familiarity often breeds blind spots, cheating the work of dimension, resonance, and narrative drive. Through close readings of exemplary work, craft essays, writing exercises, discussion, and peer review, we will build strategies and practices that elevate your personal essays and memoir projects. Expect to become a stronger writer, a better reader, and an enthusiastic reviser. Lise Funderburg’s latest book is Apple, Tree: Writers on Their Parents, a collection of all-new work by twenty-five writers, which Publishers Weekly deemed a “sparkling anthology” in its starred review. Previous books include the memoir, Pig Candy: Taking My Father South, Taking My Father Home, and the recently reissued collection of oral histories, Black, White, Other: Biracial Americans Talk About Race and Identity. Her work has been published in the New York Times, TIME, the Philadelphia Inquirer, The ...
EXIT STRATEGIES by Lise Funderburg’s Id as told to Lise Funderburg
Lise Funderburg's Id, as told to Lise Funderburg
EXIT STRATEGIES Holiday party season is once again upon us—a time of dough-forward cookie trays and ornamental cabbages, of feigned interest and conversational quicksand. This year, why not ride the crest of incivility that has taken our nation by storm? Say what you mean. Say whatever you feel like, then get the hell out of Dodge. Examples follow: “I thought you were more attractive from across the room.” “It sure is noisy in here. I think it’s the sound of other people having fun.” “Fish sauce is the ultimate umami, you say? Bye, I say.” “I can’t hear you, and I don’t want to.” “How do you know LA is 'where it’s at for young artists' when you are neither?” “That person knows people, so I’m heading there. You stay here.” "Was there a point to that?" "What I'm getting from your airless and yet flatulent rant of the last eight minutes is that you, more than anyone, saw the current political situation coming. Now see me going." “When I said, 'I don't follow sports,' I thought it implied baseball. My bad." “That woman blocking the food table is showing people YouTube ...
EXIT STRATEGIES Holiday party season is once again upon us—a time of dough-forward cookie trays and ornamental cabbages, of feigned interest and conversational quicksand. This year, why not ride the crest of incivility that has taken our nation by storm? Say what you mean. Say whatever you feel like, then get the hell out of Dodge. Examples follow: “I thought you were more attractive from across the room.” “It sure is noisy in here. I think it’s the sound of other people having fun.” “Fish sauce is the ultimate umami, you say? Bye, I say.” “I can’t hear you, and I don’t want to.” “How do you know LA is 'where it’s at for young artists' when you are neither?” “That person knows people, so I’m heading there. You stay here.” "Was there a point to that?" "What I'm getting from your airless and yet flatulent rant of the last eight minutes is that you, more than anyone, saw the current political situation coming. Now see me going." “When I said, 'I don't follow sports,' I thought it implied baseball. My bad." “That woman blocking the food table is showing people YouTube ...
THE DILETTANTE’S DEVOTIONAL by Lise Funderburg
Lise Funderburg
THE DILETTANTE'S DEVOTIONAL I stayed up 'til 1:00 AM a few weeks ago, and where was the party? At my desk, with everything but the keyboard covered in postage stamps. Polish stamps, Poczta Polska, all issued between 1928 and 1969. Musty old stamps honoring tanks and trade union congresses, marking six-year plans and newspaper tricentennials and the 1000-year anniversary of the country itself. Clumps of stamps memorializing uprisings in Silesia, the recovery of territories, and planes, lots of planes, carrying mail or flying over cities. New steelworks, new electric plants, well-muscled and barefoot coal miners, studious children, Curie and Kopernik and korfball, Chopin and Paderewski, Stalin and Hitler, zoo animals and butterflies. Not one stamp memorialized or honored or even acknowledged Catholicism. I found them all in the basement of a house my stepson bought in a short sale. The stamps had moldered away for 30 unweatherproofed years, and in carting them home before the junk haulers came, my plan was to stumble upon a rarity, sell it on eBay, and become rich. Or at least get the driveway resurfaced. A toe—no, a toenail—dipped into the world of Philately indicated that my mound of Perf Lt Cancel Hinged Non-Overprint ...
THE DILETTANTE'S DEVOTIONAL I stayed up 'til 1:00 AM a few weeks ago, and where was the party? At my desk, with everything but the keyboard covered in postage stamps. Polish stamps, Poczta Polska, all issued between 1928 and 1969. Musty old stamps honoring tanks and trade union congresses, marking six-year plans and newspaper tricentennials and the 1000-year anniversary of the country itself. Clumps of stamps memorializing uprisings in Silesia, the recovery of territories, and planes, lots of planes, carrying mail or flying over cities. New steelworks, new electric plants, well-muscled and barefoot coal miners, studious children, Curie and Kopernik and korfball, Chopin and Paderewski, Stalin and Hitler, zoo animals and butterflies. Not one stamp memorialized or honored or even acknowledged Catholicism. I found them all in the basement of a house my stepson bought in a short sale. The stamps had moldered away for 30 unweatherproofed years, and in carting them home before the junk haulers came, my plan was to stumble upon a rarity, sell it on eBay, and become rich. Or at least get the driveway resurfaced. A toe—no, a toenail—dipped into the world of Philately indicated that my mound of Perf Lt Cancel Hinged Non-Overprint ...