Monthly Archives: October 2014

goodness

lots of work-work lately.  then read the redacted (yeah like two out of the six of them the authors weren’t immediately evident but I do a good job pretending I don’t know things I know and haven’t read things I’ve … Continue reading

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reading

History from inside this single life I’m in a bush I’m like in macbeth the woods move I’m just coming to you in a bush I’m on my trek thru the field I’m in a round bush my head but … Continue reading

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“both deeply fraudulent and profoundly true”

Louise Gluck, in her new book, has this extraordinary sequence of parables-  airy in texture, intricate fabric of scribble-threads, pattern and light. Was thinking of a famous fiction writer whose work I do not like telling a story at a … Continue reading

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what I did for

well, not for art. for the disgusted feeling down the alt-lit rabbit hole this week.  not terribly long ago I did an event with a bunch of younger writers I didn’t know anything about.  the event was stupid, embarrassing.  they … Continue reading

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