The over-presence of other people’s personal thoughts creates such a confounding compendium of other imagined subjectivities that thinking becomes exhausting. If only we could think alone.
From whence does this plot point spring? Why do we thrill at it? Why do we find it so emotionally taut, so satisfying? Hot for teacher taps into all the taboos that make our kinks work.
Unsteady Footing in an Unsettled Map
In those gaps the whistle of a rustling ‘s’ comes through, a vowel remains too open, or not open enough, a sound is distorted, ‘gh’ and ‘f’ and then ‘i’ and ‘y’ get all mixed up.
Having outside information easily available means I’m going to reference it, which in turn means I’m interrupting the actual text of the novel regularly to seek out more information on that text…which sounds suspiciously similar to the way I read news articles and blogs on the internet.
Americorps: Relief on the Cheap
Americorps, which began with such promise, has become a tool of the austerity agenda.
Printing Out the Internet: The Novel in the Age of Small Phones
Our fiction — great mirror that it should be —- stares down the reader’s demands as to contemporary realism. Three recent novels — Night Film, Zadie Smith’s NW, and Tao Lin’s Taipei — are called on to catch up, or gracefully decline to keep pace at all.
Aesthetic beauty, or its opposite, plays seemingly no role in the strict objectivity of scientific discourse. Art invents, science discovers. And yet, this is of course not really true at all.
Whispers of end times on the London tube
Our anticipation of the coming catastrophe leaks from the walls, gasping with the skidding wheels of the passing trains that shift us, lumpen, from platform to platform.
Teaching creative writing, my largest fear is fantasy.
The Dissolution of Philly Schools
The immediate question was whether what remained after the thousands of cuts could really be considered schools.