I’ve written a week’s worth of blog posts about the Tin House Writing Workshop: Saturday, July 17 Where did the time go? One day I’m searching for coffee in the morning, and the next thing I know it’s the last day of the conference. There are no morning lectures today, only our last workshop session from 10 to 12:30, and then Robert Boswell’s lecture at 2 o’clock on complexity in...
Failed New Yorker Cartoon Caption Contest Entries
Losing entry for June 20, 2010: “My melancholy baby …”
Eventually, a Lifetime of Indolence Catches up...
I’ve done a lot of things in my life, but have I done the things that really matter? I never learned French, read a Victor Hugo novel, or watched an old movie set in Paris. Now these and other similar oversights are coming back to haunt me, because I’m about to travel to Paris for three weeks, and I find I’m completely unprepared for the trip. I don’t speak the language. I...
Happiness Is . . .
Sitting on my deck in the cool morning air with a cup of coffee, reading Anthony Lane’s report for the New Yorker on the Eurovision song contest (subscription required).