February 2011
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This is a poem I recorded for the Two Weeks...
January 2011
54 posts
too many Daves: Suggested edits for "The Problem... →
davidquigg:
A moment of silence, please, for the lost art of shutting up.
There was a time when you had to earn the right to draft a memoir, by accomplishing something noteworthy or having an extremely unusual experience or being such a brilliant writer that you could turn relatively ordinary occurrences…
After all the angry rants, tweets and mind-screams I devolved to in regards to...
notsolinear:
“Anywhere I Lay My Head, Tom Waits,...
“In my early 20s, when I first encountered Joan Didion’s essay “The White Album,”...”
– Amanda Fortini, My Personal Baggage, in the New York Times.
I’ve been thinking a lot about stuff, ever since my family and I began the sad and laborious task of cleaning out my hoarder-grandmother’s apartment. How much stuff one needs, and what it means to accrue it, or accrue a whole...
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...people with self-respect have the courage of...
There is a common superstition that “self-respect” is a kind of charm against snakes, something that keeps those who have it locked in some unblighted Eden, out of strange beds, ambivalent conversations, and trouble in general. It does not at all. It has nothing to do with the face of things, but concerns instead a separate peace, a private reconciliation. Although the careless, suicidal...
Two Weeks Anthology →
“A digital anthology of contemporary poetry created in only two weeks.” Submissions, acceptances and rejections, audio recordings of poetry, layout, bios. Everything. Two Weeks.
It…
“Asked about his folk hero role in the film, Carr said, “I don’t see anything...”
– David Carr, in “Page One: A Year Inside The New York Times” Review | Daily Beast
(via jtomassini)
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Role Reversal, again: PANK Interview →
J. Bradley at PANK Magazine interviews me in Ask the Author: Hannah Miet. It is kind of about my poem “In our wedding vows, I’d beg.” It’s also about Hemingway sex moves.
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“Sometimes I’d see my father, walking past my building on his way to...”
– Nick Flynn, Another Bullshit Night in Suck City. Because certain sentences re-emerge at just the right moment as if I had memorized them verbatim. Though I still have to check the dog-eared pages.
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The last clip is unrelated, but reminded me of something a drunken woman on her way out of a bar in New Orleans said to me in passing:
“You…are a real…somebody.”
Just needed to let the internet know that I am stealing that…compliment, and handing it out when it fits. In my mind, it will always be copyright Drunken Woman at Bar in Garden District.
“He spoke with the wisdom that can only come from experience, like a guy who went...”
– The Worst Analogies Ever Written in a High School Essay
Role Reversal: Linebreak Magazine Interviews Me →
“I don’t know about holism. Comfort, yes. Learning what works for you. Holism is something I doubt. It’s different for everyone. Until the mega gadget arrives that streamlines everything and takes…
“Christ on a cracker: that’s a good question. I think my “selfhood” has a major...”
– I was interviewed about Hello, Absurd World in Linebreak Magazine + 2 recorded poems (via helloabsurdworld)
“If only Plato and Socrates had to scrape the ice off their windshields and deal...”
– Winter’s Philosophers by Charles Simic | NYRBlog | The New York Review of Books (via whatwillsuffice)
This new one - Grace Askew
The answer to an empty...
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James Franco Directing Faulkner Now.
Oh, and also Cormac McCarthy.
I keep turning back to Sam Anderson here: Is James Franco is kinda, sorta, roundaboutly, sleepily, insanely for real?
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