The Electric Typewriter

Great articles and essays by the world's best journalists and writers.
13th Feb

by Zadie Smith

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Until quite recently I had known joy only five times in my life, perhaps six, and each time tried to forget it soon after it happened, out of the fear that the memory of it would dement and destroy everything else.

28th Apr

by Zadie Smith

My father had few enthusiasms, but he loved comedy. He was a comedy nerd, though this is so common a condition in Britain as to be almost not worth mentioning. Like most Britons, Harvey gathered his family around the defunct hearth each night to watch the same half-hour comic situations repeatedly, in reruns and on video. We knew the “Dead Parrot” sketch by heart. We had the usual religious feeling for “Monty Python’s Life of Brian.” If we were notable in any way, it was not in kind but in extent.

3rd Mar

By Zadie Smith

How long is a generation these days? I must be in Mark Zuckerberg’s generation - there are only nine years between us - but somehow it doesn’t feel that way. This despite the fact that I can say (like everyone else on Harvard’s campus in the fall of 2003) that “I was there” at Facebook’s inception.

28th Feb

By Zadie Smith

If you are brown and decide to date a British man, sooner or later he will present you with a Paul Gauguin. It may come in postcard form or as a valentine, as a framed print for your birthday or repeated many times across wrapping paper, but it will come.