Saturday, April 28, 2012
they were stars
Tuesday, April 24, 2012
an uncertain chimera
straight is the gate
Aside from literary friendships and books and writing? I can admit to no others. Strait is the gate.
Friday, April 20, 2012
Thursday, April 19, 2012
it's complicated, of course
Monday, April 16, 2012
Saturday, April 14, 2012
Friday, April 13, 2012
luck - is not chance
Thursday, April 12, 2012
uses for boys
of something was happening
Sunday, April 8, 2012
for books I like
Two close friends blurbed my first novel. I am forever in their debt, and I found the whole process a bit humiliating. No strangers were willing to blurb me on the strength of the book itself, and my editor asked many people, far and wide. The whole thing made me feel jaundiced and annoyed.
My later books were beautifully blurbed by a several generous fellow writers I barely knew—people I now adore and feel indebted to, although I still barely know them.
I happily, freely offer and write blurbs for everyone I know or sort of know or who know people I know, and even people I don't know if I like their books, which, come to think of it, disproves my assumption that all blurbs are personal. I write blurbs for books I like and people I like. Kate Christensen in an interview with The Awl
Painting: The Lantern Parade by Thomas Cooper Gotch via Books vs. Cigarettes