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Infinite Jest vocab, pg. 4

Mon, 02 Jan 2012 00:06:41 -0500

Infinite Jest vocab, pg. 4

How I read IJ

Mon, 02 Jan 2012 00:04:41 -0500

How I read IJ

“May the days be aimless. Let the seasons drift. Do not...

Mon, 05 Sep 2011 13:33:00 -0400

“May the days be aimless. Let the seasons drift. Do not advance the action according to a plan.” White Noise by Don DeLillo

Currently reading Dance Dance Dance by Haruki Murakami

Mon, 15 Aug 2011 23:14:01 -0400

Currently reading Dance Dance Dance by Haruki Murakami

Motherless Brooklyn by Jonathan Lethem and watching the...

Sun, 17 Jul 2011 15:16:39 -0400

Motherless Brooklyn by Jonathan Lethem and watching the Women’s U.S. soccer team in the World Cup game

"All I wanted to do was write, to make something, something wonderfully fake, a power made of dust..."

Fri, 15 Jul 2011 12:18:03 -0400

“All I wanted to do was write, to make something, something wonderfully fake, a power made of dust and blood that I could turn on when I needed it and turn off when I’d had enough. If I could write myself away from my own life, get lost, even fucking better.”

- How To Keep Your Volkswagen Alive by Christopher Boucher pg. 48

"I was trying to write someone back to life—that’s not an easy thing to do!"

Fri, 15 Jul 2011 12:16:23 -0400

“I was trying to write someone back to life—that’s not an easy thing to do!”

- How To Keep Your Volkswagen Alive by Christopher Boucher, pg. 46

"I don’t own everything about the night, but I do remember one story leading to another, and..."

Fri, 15 Jul 2011 12:14:53 -0400

“I don’t own everything about the night, but I do remember one story leading to another, and that each on created a bit more might, and that soon there was enough belief that we were holding each other differently, yessing slightly and hinting at faith. It sounds cashew to say it, given what happened that morning, but at the time it seemed right—I was retreating, she was sheltering me, we were muting the loss with the natural, mindless making of something new.”

- How To Keep Your Volkswagen Alive by Christopher Boucher pg. 41

Currently reading How To Keep Your Volkswagen Alive by...

Thu, 14 Jul 2011 12:12:41 -0400

Currently reading How To Keep Your Volkswagen Alive by Christopher Boucher

Reading Extremely Loud Incredibly Close by Jonathan Safran Foer....

Mon, 04 Jul 2011 18:31:25 -0400

Reading Extremely Loud Incredibly Close by Jonathan Safran Foer. I read this a few years ago and I still think of this as one of my favorite books. It’s just as sad and beautiful as the first time.

Re-reading The Sun Also Rises by Ernest Hemingway.

Sat, 25 Jun 2011 22:07:06 -0400

Re-reading The Sun Also Rises by Ernest Hemingway.

Athens by alex.royall “Athens has long been a place where...

Sat, 25 Jun 2011 15:33:18 -0400

Athens by alex.royall

“Athens has long been a place where lonely people go. A city doomed to forever impersonate itself, a city wrapped by cruel brands of road, where the thunder of traffic is a sound so constant it’s like silence.”

pg. 11

Reading Everything Beautiful Began After by Simon Van...

Sat, 25 Jun 2011 13:04:44 -0400

Reading Everything Beautiful Began After by Simon Van Booy

Co-starring my moleskine and Lamy Safari pen

"I would rub her back and her arms and her legs and her feet. My hands could rub the wrinkles out of..."

Wed, 22 Jun 2011 22:53:39 -0400

“I would rub her back and her arms and her legs and her feet. My hands could rub the wrinkles out of her skin and make her feel younger, so that she could stay alive longer. We were trying to stretch the rest of our lives out.”

- Us by Michael Kimball, pg. 91

"We unplugged all the clocks and anything that had a clock on it. We used our extra time awake to..."

Wed, 22 Jun 2011 22:51:51 -0400

“We unplugged all the clocks and anything that had a clock on it. We used our extra time awake to slow the rest of our time down. We cooked and ate and sat and talked and waited and moved and walked and we did it all slowed down. There wasn’t anything else that we wanted to do but be awake and alive with each other.”

- Us by Michael Kimball, pg. 90

"I whispered things into her ears so that she would remember how to talk and remember me and the..."

Wed, 22 Jun 2011 22:28:18 -0400

“I whispered things into her ears so that she would remember how to talk and remember me and the things that we did together. I would say that we were going for a walk when I moved her legs and I would say that we were holding hands when I held onto her hands. I would tell her that she was taking a bath in our bathtub. I would tell her that she was sitting up in a chair or looking out the window or brushing her hair.”

- Us by Michael Kimball, pgs. 58-59

"I told her that we had seen each other in our sleep and that she had told me to come back to her. I..."

Wed, 22 Jun 2011 22:02:00 -0400

“I told her that we had seen each other in our sleep and that she had told me to come back to her. I told her that I wanted her to come back to me too. I told her that it was almost morning and that she should wake up so that we could eat breakfast together again.”

- Us by Michael Kimball, pg. 50

"I didn’t want to lose my wife. I wanted to see my wife lying down in a hospital bed. I wanted..."

Wed, 22 Jun 2011 12:12:49 -0400

“I didn’t want to lose my wife. I wanted to see my wife lying down in a hospital bed. I wanted to see my wife breathing again. I wanted to see her get up out of bed again. I wanted to see her get up out of our bed again. I wanted my wife to come back home and live there with me again.”

- Us by Michael Kimball, pg. 16

"I picked the telephone up to call for somebody to come help me get my wife up. I covered my wife up..."

Wed, 22 Jun 2011 11:56:37 -0400

“I picked the telephone up to call for somebody to come help me get my wife up. I covered my wife up with the bedcovers to keep her warm. I pulled the bedcovers up to her neck. I brushed her hair back away from her face with my hand and touched her cheek. I held my fingers under her nose and over her mouth. I couldn’t feel any breath coming out of her anymore. I held onto her nose and tried to breathe some of my breath into her mouth. There didn’t seem to be enough air inside of me to get her to breathe.”

- Us by Michael Kimball, pg. 12

I’ve just finished Bartleby the Scrivener by Herman...

Wed, 22 Jun 2011 11:51:14 -0400

I’ve just finished Bartleby the Scrivener by Herman Melville and I’m starting Us by Michael Kimball.