Levi Asher writes up the first part of his Festivus book review bonanza, and is promising more next week.
I wish there were more blog postings that mentioned Wisawa Symborska, and not just because her name is so much fun to say out loud.
Critical Mass reminds us that today is World AIDS Day.
I couldn’t agree more. Yay, Maud!
I discovered a long time ago that writing of the small things of the day, the trivial matters of the heart, the inconsequential but near things of this living, was the only kind of creative work which I could accomplish with any sincerity or grace.
Prose:
1. To write in prose.
2. To make a tedious relation.
The writings of the art critic and social historian Robert Hughes, his friend and fellow Australian Clive James once observed, were “the product of an innocent abroad who has consciously enjoyed every stage of his growing sophistication without allowing his original barbaric gusto to be diminished.”
Citing progress, negotiators for the largest of the labor unions at The Inquirer and Philadelphia Daily News said last night that the union would stay on the job past its midnight strike deadline.
“Alcohol is like love. The first kiss is magic, the second is intimate, the third is routine. After that you take the girl’s clothes off.” (via Books Inq)