You know that little voice (or plural! little voices!) that start firing off in your head for sometimes no particular reason? Or sometimes with good reason— because you’re thinking about doing something risky, or you just did or said something that made you feel squishy… then BAM,…
Talking back to the Mean Voice! A key part of living life to the fullest, or just making it through the day.
Night in the Rockaways. Out with lesbians, wearing pants, a wedding ring, and a shirt that showed no cleavage, and a man at the Surf Club bar bought my bourbon lemonade. Then I danced in the surf under the moonlight. #StillGotIt
Every year (every. single. year.), I apologize for this. It’s self-serving, it’s stupid, it’s a time waste. But this year, I’m unapologetic, word to Rihanna. I learned to cook from 2 Chainz’ cookbook, where Step 12 was to “celebrate myself.” So that’s my MO from now on, that’s what I’m doing here. This year I:
"Everyone got married, everyone had kids, I napped a lot. ‘Liked’ a FB page to get a free cookie, un-‘Liked’ it afterwards." My cousin Jeff everyone. His birthday’s today, as is his twin’s. Happy birthday coincidence!
“But after a moment a sense of waste and ruin overcame him. There they were, close together and safe and shut in; yet so chained to their separate destinies that they might as well been half the world apart.”
― Edith Wharton, The Age of Innocence
Even more perfect than the last perfect one.
Alex Halberstadt speaks with Daniel Genis, who read 1,046 books during his decade in prison: http://nyr.kr/1ohg4Gt
“Aside from consuming The New Yorker, Harper’s, and The Atlantic (‘not the easiest magazines to give away in prison’) nose to tail, Genis lavished the bulk of his attention on serious fiction, especially the long, difficult novels that require ample motivation and time under the best of circumstances. He read Mann, James, Melville, Musil, Naipaul. He vanquished ‘Vanity Fair’ and ‘Infinite Jest.’ He read, and reread, the Russians, in Russian.”
Photograph: Spaarnestad Photo/Redux.
By my friend & teacher, who is everywhere these days! (Especially the middle of nowhere New Hampshire.)
PURCHASE: Two books from BookCourt.
NOTE: One for me. One for my son. And that’s it for the Stephen King money this year! Later today I’ll be posting the tally and what’s in store next year.
WOULD STEPHEN KING LIKE IT: True, there is always something a little disturbing in a Margaret Wise Brown book, but The Fever by Megan Abbott is probably the winner here. Given what The Blondes is about I’ve been excited to read Abbott’s novel. Also, the definitive article is very important in today’s book titling climate.
THE STEPHEN KING MONEY IS DEAD. LONG LIVE THE STEPHEN KING MONEY.
From my ongoing photo series #SignsOfNewYork