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Learning to Shut Up

The other night, I was upset by something someone had dropped into a phone conversation, and for hours afterward I struggled with the impulse to demand an explanation or retraction. By struggle, I mean I actually had to stop myself … Continue reading

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The Famous Writer

Late in 2012, I became Facebook friends with a famous writer. I considered him one of the most talented writers around, a truly unique and brilliant voice. His novels are dark and disturbing but also hilarious. He not only accepted … Continue reading

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The Joy Of Trying To Tidy Up

In my continuing effort to make life livable, I’ve sunk to self-help books. It’s a poignant conundrum. The more you succumb to self-help books, the more of a loser you are, by definition. Still. I have high hopes for The … Continue reading

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Dumbing Down

We are packing our shit and preparing to leave our house, the house where nobody likes to throw anything away. I like the idea of a fresh start, in terms of starting over in a clean empty house and pretending … Continue reading

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The Steinbeck Overalls

“Overalls are back this season.” (I’m just quoting net-a-porter, personally I hate them except on toddlers.) The Steinbeck overalls in chambray, by A.P.C., are ‘a breathable cotton and linen blend.’  $365 I know this is exactly what Steinbeck had in … Continue reading

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Charlotte’s Web

  Recently, some words from ‘Charlotte’s Web‘ surfaced from my unconscious. (If you’ve never read Charlotte’s Web, I don’t know what you’re doing here. We are probably from different planets.) When Wilbur sees Charlotte’s egg sac, he asks if it’s … Continue reading

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An Artist to Love

  Matjames Metson is a self-taught artist whose work needs to be seen in person to be fully appreciated. Each piece is complicated but deliberate, and full of hidden delights. His art is personal but resonates with wonder and mystery. … Continue reading

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Flannery O’Connor

Years ago, I read the story “A good Man is Hard to Find“ at the recommendation of a friend. I remember staying up late to finish it, and fighting the urge to call my friend to berate her for failing … Continue reading

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Gifts For Him II

If you’re shopping for a poseur, this is the best coffee table book ever (not counting the billion dollar Mohammed Ali enterprise by Taschen, of course.) At $1,450, it is a lavish waste of money, the better to showcase his pretensions to … Continue reading

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Naomi Wolf’s Vagina

Poor Naomi Wolf. Once, she was a respected feminist thinker, her book The Beauty Myth staking a place in the second wave feminist pantheon. She was never a radical but she was a person to take seriously. Her recent support of Julian … Continue reading

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