September 28, 2010
Remembering vanished shirts is a somewhat wistful thing. Each one means so much, yet each will disappear.
September 23, 2010
Dennis Hopper is the neoliberal consensus, the crazy person waving the Glock around is the financial industry, the bullet is a two trillion dollars in losses, and the poor hostage being jerked hither and yon is you and me.
September 15, 2010
Is it better to let a friendship end naturally or to sustain it on Facebook life support?
September 13, 2010
Reading about one’s hometown doesn’t transport so much as extend, enlarging our maps with each page. Whether in comics, films, or novels, this verisimilitude is a gift—recognition that you actually exist.
September 2, 2010
Elizabeth Gilbert speaks to fantasies, specifically the 21st century American variety of jet-set enlightenment.
August 27, 2010
The next time you’re in the supermarket, inspect a box of Alpha-Bits. What you’ll find in that milk-splashed bowl will shake you to your core.
August 11, 2010
Portnoy complained about EVERYTHING. I probably should’ve picked Diary of A Wimpy Kid.
August 5, 2010
by Matt Stewart
I thought I was a decent member of the literary community. I read a local writers; I buy books at local bookstores; I go to at least one literary event a week. Then my own novel came out. Mountains crashed; music rang out; and I was flooded with the awareness that I’ve been doing a whole lot wrong.
July 29, 2010
I have been living in a room in a house perched on a cliff that overlooks the Oregon coast for almost a month. A window with an ocean view spans the width of my desk, but when I sit down to write, I often find myself doing anything but that.
July 21, 2010
Despite Breakfast of Champions’ outraged pessimism, it was quite a lot of fun. I needed more.