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Tag Archives: writing
Boosler, Eisenberg, Cage, Aznavour, Hockney
Men, she sighs, expect her to cook breakfast the morning after sex. “They want things like toast,” she says, exasperated. “I don’t have these recipes.” (Jason Zinoman, “The Comedy Master Who Hasn’t Gotten Her Due: Elayne Boosler,” NYTimes, 10-1-18) “I … Continue reading
William Faulkner Loved Mysteries
Faulkner rarely discussed his love of mysteries, perhaps considering them lowbrow, but he seemed to understand their importance to his writing. A friend recalled visiting a library with him, so Faulkner could “exchange a stack of mystery stories for a … Continue reading
Family Treesome, Stag Country
When Angel Boorschagle’s momma died, her daddy Otto Pavlicheck married a Subaville girl half his age named Madaleen Pope. Madaleen had their baby Travis the same week Angel’s son Wade was born. Otto got backed over by the stock trailer … Continue reading
Feelings and Imagination
I once authored a proto-blog in the BI (Before Internet) epoch, an ante-deluvian moment on the cyber-scale of time. I was based in a rambling bayou city situated in a large, hidebound, arrière-garde, rump-facing state of the sector of the … Continue reading
The View from the Middle Ground
[Henry Jarvis Raymond and George Jones founded the New York Times in 1851. The quote by Raymond is from the first edition.] During a time when sensationalist journalism was commonplace in media, The Times vowed to avoid such tactics in … Continue reading
Decline and Fall? Informed Worry
[Jill Lepore, Harvard professor, has just published “These Truths,” a new history of the United States.] If “These Truths” ends on a note of “Gibbonesque foreboding,” as she put it, she hopes it will take us out of the frenzy … Continue reading
Darrien and Derrick Were Twins
Darrien and Derrick Wortham were twins. They looked as much alike as any two children could look. Played varsity ball together under Spunk McGruder. Spunk replaced Moon Wattles after Moon had that little problem in the locker room. Nice boys. … Continue reading
The Power of Writing
It’s so much easier to teach public policy to people who already know how to write than teach writing to public policy experts. (Barry Lynn, quoted by David Streitfeld, “Amazon’s Antitrust Antagonist Has a Breakthrough Idea,” NYTimes, 9-7-18) [Copyright (c) … Continue reading
“Swimming in Words”
“The most we can do is to write — intelligently, creatively, critically, evocatively — about what it is like living in the world at this time.” (Oliver Sacks, quoted by Bill Hayes, “Swimming in Words With Oliver Sacks,” NYTimes, 8-30-18) … Continue reading
A Pause to Reflect About Blogging
In several postings I’ve tapped a vein of old correspondence to my mother that describes events I forgot ever happened and thoughts I forgot I ever had. It’s a bit like clinically examining an earlier version of yourself preserved in … Continue reading →