It’s a sunny, breezy day in Princeton, New Jersey, and I am sitting at a dining room table built by two of my three housemates (the one in the architecture school, not the one in the English department with me), and the table is covered on books on reading James Joyce, and cups that no [...]

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And thus it was that our heroine figured out how to install plugins via FTP her very own self. Henceforth she regains her blogging powers and will require much less tech support.

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I’m seeing six plays in seven days this week (yesterday was my day off), doing reviews of the Fringe Festival for CurtainUp. The Fringe reviews are here, and my first contribution is here. Writing that little paragraph led me to realize that above a certain threshold of competence with the English language, everyone’s [...]

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…is that all authors google themselves. Hi, Sarah Manguso! I liked your book a great deal! I am sorry I read it in the bookstore! Alas, Keith Gessen, I have not read yours yet, but would be happy to accept any review copies you might like to provide in gestures of [...]

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Two things, variations on a theme with other variations, to confront and subsequently integrate:
Emily Gould: edits interesting but problematic blog, writes interesting but problematic blog, writes interesting but problematic Times Magazine article, throughout airs personal insecurities, makes mistakes in public, gets flayed in the media, gets book deal to write about more of same?
This post: [...]

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Part of the problem with beginning is that beginning implies its own necessity. Before the sounding of the barbaric yawp, there is the opening foolishly wide of the mouth, the inflation of the egotistic chest, and, I picture, the raising of the feeble, punctuative index finger. There is the place between intake of breath and [...]

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