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I’m so tired of cowards who say they want…
I’m reading Bee Season. Is that an Oprah book, does anyone know? It’s certainly popular enough. Anyway, the point is it’s sucking me in as no book has in a long time. I read for an hour before work this morning and when I finished, my brain had that pleasantly satiated feeling your body gets … Continue reading
Why I Failed Physics
Here’s how it went: Kristen: So you’re reading the L’Engle books, eh? Michele: Yep. I’m up to the ones where Meg and Calvin are grown up and have kids. Seven of them. Holy God. K: Yeah, later on Meg’s mother explains it by saying she thinks Meg didn’t want to compete with her on a … Continue reading
Virtual tomfoolery for the Gamma Generation.
Michael Ondaatje has a poem — the sixth in a series of nine — which goes like this: Five poems without mentioning the river prawn. In the seventh poem, he mentions it. I could love a man who knows something about river prawns. I’m none too seafood savvy myself. Once at dinner with a friend … Continue reading
When you can’t think of an interesting link for this box.
So — whoops. My whole family has a tendency to start sentences with “so.” For awhile we were calling each other on it and you’d get bread flung at you during dinner if you did it. Well anyway. So I’m reading Michael Ondaatje’s Handwriting poems now, which I’ve read before but you can’t read this … Continue reading
Forgoed?
I for — what? I want the past tense of “forgo.” I forwent? I forgone? I forleft? Anyway, I avoided reading the bio of Zelda Fitzgerald. Instead I started slogging my way through the astonishingly dense and detailed trilogy of Gormenghast. Some of you may remember the miniseries, which aired over a span of days … Continue reading