Last week I was arguing with a friend about the sucktasticness of Chuck Klosterman’s Downtown Owl . I supported by case by citing the adverbs, the weird omniscient narrator from the future, and the general…
Browsing Category Writing
A bourgeois luxury
Do you ever just stare and stare and stare at a blank page and will the words to come? I’ve been doing that for two days and it’s not coming. So it’s time to just…
Why I love the A&P
“The deaths of others carry us off bit by bit, until there will be nothing left; and this too will be, in a way, a mercy.” -John Updike. The Vodo posted that quote on Facebook…
Just one look at you and I know it’s going to be a lovely day
“ On this day, we come to proclaim an end to the petty grievances and false promises, the recriminations and worn-out dogmas that for far too long have strangled our politics. We remain a young…
I hate meek
I’m having a tough time with the balance. I know it will come, but for the time being all this blah-blah-blogging is kind of sucking the life out of me. Or maybe it’s the winter…