Tag Archives: Literary
The best non-required reading.
TIN HOUSE.
I am a whore for this literary magazine. Every time a new one arrives I DEVOUR it. It makes me think I am not nuts. It makes me want to be a better writer. It makes me believe I am. It talks to me like a lover on a train going nowhere fast. It sinks into me and changes me and I like being liquid black and white, rubbing words over my skin and feeling uncomfortable, naked, raw.
Aldous Huxley said,
“But I don’t want comfort. I want God. I want poetry, I want real danger, I …
Mr. Shields hoped historians would find his minutia meaningful.
Thanks to this great teacher, I am reading obituaries today.
The title above is a direct quote, as is this:
An impish, balding man, he mimicked the inventor Buckminster Fuller, who documented his life in what he called a chronofile by pasting letters, bills and all manner of pieces of paper in a huge scrapbook for 68 years. Among other things, Mr. Shields taped nasal hair into his diary for DNA study by future scientists.
This is what I call GIFT material. There is no one to piss off and no one to contradict. I can let my imagination …



