That Southern Expat reminded me of the splendid Eve Tushnet.
That the splendid Eve Tushnet reminded me of F. Scott Fitzgerald’s new short story in The New Yorker.
That F. Scott Fitzgerald’s new short story in The New Yorker treats of grace in the manner in which it does.
A nod to Kierkegaard and Walker Percy: existentialist tomfoolery, political satire, literary homage, word mongering, a year-round summer reading club, Dylanesque music bits, apocalyptic marianism, poetry, fiction, meta-porn, a prisoner work-release program.
Søren Kierkegaard
Walker Percy
Bob Dylan
Literature & History
Letters from an American
Beau of the Fifth Column
This American Life
The Writer’s Almanac
San Diego Reader
The Stranger
The Inlander
Adoremus
Charlotte was Both
The Onion
From Empty Hands
Ellen Finnigan
America
Commonweal
First Things
National Review
The New Republic
All Manner of Thing
Gerasene Writers Conference
Scrutinies
DarwinCatholic
Catholic and Enjoying It
Bad Catholic
Universalis
Is My Phylactery Showing?
Quotidian Quintilian
En pocas palabras
William Wilson, Guitarist Extraordinaire
Signposts in a Strange Land
Ben Hatke
Daniel Mitsui
Dappled Things
The Fine Delight
Gene Luen Yang
Wiseblood Books
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What’s he holding?
A cigarette.
Or a very small-diameter teacup.
One’s missing [and what are all these messages I get about something or someone missing]?
Oh, that’s a great story, and you found just the right photo for it, too. I really should subscribe to The New Yorker.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
Found his fiefdom imperiled
When his elegant prose-tower
Faced film’s glinting, gross power.
Jay Gatsby
Was insatiably graspy.
In the end, he was as cool
As the water in his pool.
Completely unrelated but please tell me you’ve read the Onion AV Club’s write up for Heaven and Mel
I was tempted, same as I was tempted to read the thing itself when it came out. But I will not, not until Surfing with Mel is published. Hopefully in the next couple of weeks.
The influence of the anxiety of influence?
For starters.
Looking forward to it!
Very decent of you. It’s probably not as much fun as Heaven or Mel, but I’m hoping it has some distinct virtue of its own.
Oh, this was lovely. What a good way to start out the morning. Thank you.