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Musings
Yes, And
This is third part in a series where I muse on what makes for a book a reader can get lost in, prompted in part by a recent reread of the devourable YA novel, Nick & Norah’s Infinite Playlist. Read PART I & PART II. Something to be established at the outset: I rarely use
A Book Flow State of Mind
What started as a simple post about getting lost in a book has morphed into a larger topic that I’d like to continue to explore, so I’ve decided to allow this to be a series. Part I lays some groundwork and asks some questions. My mother says I learned how to read before I started
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“the revolution will not be [internetized]”
Something I’ve noticed (have been noticing for a while now) is this “call to arms” (pun intended) about getting off the apps, and making real life communities, and how the algorithm hates anything offline. All of which I agree with. OF COURSE. But—and I can’t be the only person to notice this, please, don’t let
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The End, or “I like endings where the [prose] stops but the [story] goes on… Stops, that is, with the electricity still going.”
(subtitle quote borrowed and altered from a favorite line of Marvin Bell’s: “I like endings where the poem stops but the poetry goes on… Stops, that is, with the electricity still going.”) For the first time in what seems like a really long time, I am writing a short story. Or, maybe better put, I
The Pleasure of Fixing Old Things
WAAAAAAYYYYY back in 2005, I spent ~$250 on a fourth generation iPod. For the starving NYC-based graduate student I was, it was an exorbitant sum. But my boyfriend at the time had a 3rd gen, and I was jealous of 1) the possibility of not having to choose a CD to listen to on my
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The Fickle Nature of New England March
I had a friend who loved March: he was a Gemini, and cited “the push and pull, the back and forth” nature of this month in New England—essentially, that the month had “two faces.” I thought about this idea as I walked around the block in “productive meditation” this morning. On Friday, it was 60
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