Last night I woke up at 2:30 am, fully fully awake. So I made a cup of tea and read for a few hours under a quilt in the lamplight in my living room. I finished reading Psychoanalysis: The Impossible Profession by Janet Malcolm, a slim book (that’s been made thicker by my reading, a phenomenon that…
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I was reading an essay about teaching creative non-fiction in Creative Non-Fiction Magazine a couple of months ago (I know, I know, we gaze so studiously at our own navels, writers), and came across a reference to Jo Ann Beard’s “The Fourth State of Matter.” The reference was matter of fact, sort of assuming that if…
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I was kind of sick and home most of this weekend, and it was a little spectacular. I read and read and read. I also started watching a really stupid television show that I hate. Only one person knows what it is, and they’d never betray me. I am so ambivalent about the characters that if they all got…
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