July 2012
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flyoverart.tumblr.com →
rubbishgoeshere: New blog thing (by n.burbeck) that’s worth looking at/following: “fly over art features the work of artists who are either originally from or primarily based in the Midwestern United States.”
Jul 29th
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“St. Thomas called art “reason in making.” This is a very cold and very beautiful...”
– Flannery O’Connor (via settledthingsstrange)
Jul 29th
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“The river fascinated me. I often stood between the yellow curtains of my bedroom...”
– “Able, Baker, Charlie, Dog” by Stephanie Vaughn I love this story. Listen to Téa Obreht read and discuss it on the New Yorker Fiction Podcast.
Jul 24th
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"Gatsby’s Hydroplane" by Chris Bachelder →
“The missing hydroplane creates a lacuna,” said Dr. William Mays, professor of literature at Tucker-Hayfield College. “Is that like a fissure? Or rupture?” I asked. “A lacuna is a hole,” Dr. Mays said. “A hole in the novel?” “A hole in American letters.” Read the full story here.
Jul 23rd
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“Panting and snorting like a mad battle steed that has lost its rider, the...”
– Herman Melville, Moby Dick (via pumasailing)
Jul 23rd
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"We learn how to punctuate by reading." →
Jul 21st
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“I think all good books come from heartbreak. Focus on the worst thing that’s...”
– Gary Shteyngart
Jul 18th
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WatchWatch
wwnorton: nprmusic: Will Oldham stops by the KEXP studios in Seattle to perform old and new songs from his Bonnie ‘Prince’ Billy catalog. Watch the entire half-hour set — including his classic song “I See a Darkness,” which he reworks on a new EP titled Now Here’s My Plan.
Jul 17th
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Alfred A. Knopf Books: "The Bars" by D. Nurkse →
A poem for a summer Friday from D. Nurkse’s forthcoming collection, A Night in Brooklyn. The Bars After work I’d go to the little bars along the bright green river, Chloe’s Lounge, Cloverleaf, Barleycorn, it was like dying to sit at five p.m. with a Bud so cold it had no taste, it stung my hand, when I returned home I missed my keys and rang until my wife’s delicate head emerged in her high...
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