Ann Rower, re: Hannah Wilke
As this scene opens I am walking around grabbing stuff and putting it in my backpack, about to leave for the day, and Keith is sitting at the kitchen table with his computer.
Me: Did you see the review of Taipei?
Keith: No, where was it?
Me: The New York Times.
Keith: Oh. Was it good?
Me: It was Dwight Garner, and he said that he hated it when critics said they both loved and hated a book, but then said he both loved and hated the book.
Keith: What else?
Me: I don’t know, it didn’t exactly say this but there was the implication that Tao Lin is describing a generation or a scene. I hate that. Not everyone in our generation has some kind of internet-borne autism spectrum disorder.
Keith: (in an affectless monotone, turning back to the computer) I can’t talk to you right now. I’m tweeting.
Me: I’m perceiving the experience of saying goodbye to you right now as “like closing a tab”
Just reread this to cheer myself up on a gray day in an office that smells of armpit bagel. Sady Doyle Describing Anything is great, but Sady Doyle Describing Smells is HEAVEN.
”Ball-sweat-Crisco-and-sugar kind of musk” !!!
a little gem from Manjula Martin’s featured subscriber interview, at Emily Books. I love asking people about the least favorite thing they’ve read lately.