Author of My Hollywood and Anywhere But Here
Mona Simpson appears in the following:
Get Lit: Mona Simpson on 'Commitment'
Monday, May 01, 2023
Get Lit April Preview: Mona Simpson's Commitment
Thursday, April 06, 2023
Casebook, a Novel by Mona Simpson
Monday, May 05, 2014
Mona Simpson talks about her new novel, Casebook, about a young boy’s quest to uncover the mysteries of his unraveling family. What he discovers turns out to be what he least wants to know: the inner workings of his parents’ lives.
Guest Picks: Mona Simpson
Monday, May 05, 2014
Writer Mona Simpson was on the Leonard Lopate Show recently to talk about her novel, Casebook. She also told us about what she's listening to -- on the radio, in the car, at home.
Mona Simpson's My Hollywood
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Mona Simpson talks about her first novel in ten years, My Hollywood. It tells the story of two women whose lives come together behind the glittery surface of Hollywood: a composer and new mother, and the nanny she hires.
Guest Picks: Mona Simpson
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Mona Simpson stopped by The Leonard Lopate Show to talk about some of her favorite books, movies, and more!
Summer Reading: Mona Simpson's 'My Hollywood'
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
We're continuing our summer reading series with a look at modern parenthood and childcare. Mona Simpson's new book, "My Hollywood," looks at the relationship between modern parents and the nannies they hire to take care of their kids.
Excerpt: Mona Simpson's 'My Hollywood'
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Lola
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“Come on comeon comeon comeon comeon. Come to Lola. I have something for you.” Because he is very angry.
Today it is the mother he was hitting. She has her hand over her eye and I dab ice, the way I do his boo-boos. She lets her face in my hands. Then I take him away. But Williamo, he is strong. I cannot so easily hold. And Lola told a lie. I do not have anything. So I make promises. “Some-a-day,” I whisper, “I will bring you home with me. And there we will make the ice candy.”
He lies still, not any longer fighting. His bones fall in a pattern, like the veins of a leaf.
“I will put you in my pocket and feed you one candy every day. You will be happy. Because the ocean at our place it is very blue. The sky higher than here. And the fruits that grow on trees, very sweet.” Jack-fruit, durian, lanzones. Attis. Santol.
“In my pocket I will give you one lychee. You can bounce for a ball.”
“If you were a kangaroo you would have a pouch,” he grumbles, better now, slower the heart.