May 2013
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elliott holt: Throwback Thursday contest →
elliottholt:
My forthcoming novel You Are One of Them is set in the 1980s in Washington, D.C., and the 1990s in Moscow.
In honor of our collective nostalgia for those decades, I’m giving away 10 free copies of the book. To enter the contest, just post a photograph of yourself from the 1980s or the…
April 2013
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PBS NewsHour interviews Pulitzer Prize-winning journalist Mark Mazzetti about the CIA’s secret army and their competition with the Pentagon.
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Michael Pollan on Restaurant Culture
From his in-depth Q&A in New York
Adam Platt: What’s your view on restaurant culture these days? Do you eat out a lot? Michael Pollan: Probably once or twice a week. I think restaurant culture has gotten really decadent and way too precious. If I have to have another fourteen-course meal where I have to listen to a waiter give me the recipe before every course and interrupt my conversation...
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Summer afternoon—summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most...
– Henry James, born April 15th, 1843
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Charlie LeDuff on “The Colbert Report”!
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The Way of the Knife author Mark Mazzetti talks about the secret history of the C.I.A.’s drone program.
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I have been trying, for some time now, to find dignity in my loneliness. I have...
– Maggie Nelson, BLUETS (an exquisite meditation on the color blue—and sadness, suffering, heartbreak)
I’ll reread it many times.
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March 2013
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In case you were wondering why Phil Jackson's... →
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It might be useful to distinguish between pleasure and joy. But maybe everybody...
– Zadie Smith, “Joy” (via creativenonfictionquotes)
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The middle of the road is where the white line is—and that’s the worst place to...
– Robert Frost, born today in 1874.
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Bike Grew Into Tree
reiflarsen:
On Vashon Island (near Seattle, Washington), a tree grows carrying a rather unusual passenger – an old bike. A boy left his bike up against the tree when he went away to War in 1914 and he never came back, leaving the tree no choice but to grow around the bike. Now, the bike has lifted 7 feet off the ground.
All the other trees must think that one’s a cyborg.
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Obviously if we take our work seriously we do not try to clone one novel to its...
– William Gaddis’ letter to Don DeLillo on the publication of Libra.
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Happiness is not an absolute value. It is a state of comparison.
– Zadie Smith, NW
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Keepers of private notebooks are a different breed altogether, lonely and...
– Joan Didion (via elliottholt)
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All that we don’t know is astonishing. Even more astonishing is what passes for...
– Philip Roth
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