March 2012
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Cause you're just my type/ Ooh na na na na
Not denying Ester Dean’s unique brand of genius here, but it’s awesome to have my suspicion that Rihanna lyrics burble directly from the collective unconscious onto the airwaves pretty much confirmed
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Lighting Rods captivates from the start. The first 50 pages, especially, evoke...
– Lightning Rods advances to the finals of the Tournament of Books, where it will compete with either The Sisters Brothers or Open City (and beat them, if there’s any justice in the litblog world!) (potential spoiler: there is no justice in that or any other world) (still we hope for the best.)
buy...
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Things I Do Not Understand And Definitely Am Not...
I was reading The Encylopedia of Jewish Humor and a photograph of my boyfriend and his ex-wife fell out of it.
I feel like I only half-get these jokes.
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Maybe Helen DeWitt’s nickname should be Honey Badger because she just really...
– I don’t necessarily agree with John Warner about this — I think Helen Dewitt actually anticipates and expects response from her readers more than anyone who really “doesn’t give a shit” does — but I like that he said it. Honey badger, in case you are not one of the 4 million people who’ve already...
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I wore a pastel dress from the 50s that I’d bought at a flea market. In the...
– I sat down to write about why I don’t like this time of year and then remembered I already had, in 2009. 2009-era Emily knew it all a little more than 2012 Emily does, but I still admire this blog post.
Fuck Spring!
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The general snootiness about Franzen’s success that you could smell...
– Bret Easton Ellis on why he lives in LA and makes shark movies now. Perhaps you’d like to buy the Paris Review and read the whole interview.
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Workshops are where you first start hearing people say really dumb things about...
– the Bret Easton Ellis interview (by Jon-Jon Goulian) in the new Paris Review is PERFECT IN EVERY WAY
i was looking desperately for clues, because if there were no clues then i...
– (via karaj)
yes to all of this.
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A plasma television hung from his wall; DVDS, pillows, and the smell of...
– Emily Books: The Stripper by Mitchell Sunderland
This essay was inspired by the buddhist by Dodie Bellamy, in a subtle way that I love
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IRL WTF (Penn Station, today)
Teenaged Son: Mom, you've got a little ... something on your face (gestures to area of face)
Mom: (wipes it off)
Friend of Mom: (peers at Mom's face) No, you just moved it, now it's over on the left ...
Mom: (wipes at face frantically)
Teenaged Son: Mom, Mom, she's trolling you. You got it the first time.
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Please? I think I might be freaking out,” he says. “Am I ruining my life here,...
– seriously: The Fourth State of Matter , read/reread it (requisite warning about carving out a block of time and privacy, like, probably not a subway read)
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[My day jobs were] Secretary and glorified secretary. For a while in my early...
– The Bennett Madison Extravaganza: Jo Ann Beard on Day Jobs
read the New Yorker essay that made Jo Ann Beard’s silly employer look at her like a talking box of paperclips, The Fourth State of Matter.
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I always feel, and at this point I kind of hope that I always will feel, that I...
– Jennifer Egan. This whole blog about famous writers’ pre-success lives is so good. I like that the interviewer always asks about what they were eating in their lean years. People ate a lot of soup. (via somethingchanged)
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Seeing himself in the office mirror had come as a shock. In fact it had made him...
– Lightning Rods, our March pick
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I was in my room, in despair, feeling as if I could never write a book again....
– Helen DeWitt ladies and gentlemen!
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