anecdotes, writing about writing

Year of the Witch

I don’t appreciate the word “soul.” Maybe because I was raised Catholic and it usually meant something greasy, evoking all this dirtiness and nausea that you could never be rid of. Maybe because I am tired of the idea of transcendence, of the desperate desire to remove ourselves from our bodies and the sensory world. But also maybe it’s just…

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Carousel #12

You can see what people are reading on the subways over at The Underground New York Public Library. Another great blog I discovered: Pen and Ink. Tattoos and the stories behind them. Many people were upset earlier this year about having no Pulitzer Prize awarded for fiction. In the New Yorker, writer Michael Cunningham (who was one of members of the jury…

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carousels

Carousel #5

All I really want for my birthday this year is Scrivener. Sounds absolutely perfect. Have some chiptunes I came across. Music made with a GameBoy, for those not in the know. Here’s an interesting article about Tumblr as the modern commonplace book. I’ve never kept one of my own, although I suppose this blog has become a sort with the inclusion of these carousels.…

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anecdotes, writing about writing

Names and Pseudonyms

I’ve never really felt particular attachment to my first or last name, which is something I try to avoid mentioning around my dad, even though I’m pretty sure he knows how I feel about it. Maybe it’s because I just don’t enjoy being named after someone else at all – I just don’t like the concept of being a namesake.…

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