January 2012
12 posts
“There’s some instinctive attraction that draws you, as a writer, to your...”
– Judith Thurman, Cleopatra’s Nose
I'm in love with these (via New York Public...
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Obit on Parnassus/F. Scott Fitzgerald/The New...
Death before forty’s no bar. Lo!
These had accomplished their feats;
Chatterton, Burns, and Kit Marlowe,
Byron and Shelley and Keats.
Death, the eventual censor,
Lays for the forties, and so
Took off Jane Austen and Spenser,
Stephenson, Hood, and poor Poe.
You’ll leave a better-lined wallet
By reaching the end of your rope
After fifty, like Shakespeare and Smollett
Thackeray, Dickens,...
A Supposedly Run Thing I'll Probably Do Again →
I started a running blog. The impossible is here.
It’s about having no athletic prowess whatsoever and still trying anyway. I never got picked for the team growing up, but I get picked every time when I run. Because I’m the WHOLE TEAM. Works like magic.
Please read it and feel physically superior!
