One-man book club: Here to exhaust you
Nothing helps one grieve for the demise of one’s own sad little book than … reading other people’s books! And knowing, as you read them, that every single one of these books may well nearly have killed its author and also knowing that somehow, someway every single one of these books is also someone’s letdown.…
Read MoreDigging out? I vote for staying put
On our way to our Valentine’s Day treat, Michael and I found the car. I think we’ll leave it where it is until the sun gives us a little assist. We’ve got a case of the Februarys.
Read MoreA VD transmission from the Roller universe
They’re infrequent (even more infrequent than these blog posts), but an e-mail came today from Donald Roller Wilson, with a strange (of course) Valentine’s Day wish. And a new Naughty Betty painting! It’s called “It Would Become the Third Disastrous Attempt for Naughty Betty to Ratify Her Bat Mitzvah.” Many of you have asked what…
Read MoreHere’s to you, New Orleans
State of the real union
Not the Obama speech, but the Apple iPad unveiling. That’s your state of the union. Rapt worship of the new gizmo, and, naturally, it’s not just another thing to pay for and plug in and carry around and fuss over, it’s salvation. It seems like I have 100 clear thoughts a day about the renaissance…
Read MoreChutes and ladders leaving me where I begun / Like Jo-Jo-Joan Didion
I’m back. It’s been more than a month, I know, and I hope I can get people to come visit the Tonsil blog again. Last I left you, I was Tinsel-ed out (and so you were you) and Michael and I made a getaway to California for the (un-)holidays. I’m getting some thoughts together about…
Read MoreWe’ve gone way out west for Christmas
See you in 2010.
Read MoreWhat I wanted …
For the last six weeks, I have been a lot of places and talked and talked a lot about Tinsel. One of my favorite questions that I got along the way goes something like this: What do hope this book will do? What did you want it to be? I can answer that. My ambitions…
Read MoreWrapped
Christmas Eve, and it’s time to wind down. It will be a very long time before I can fully appreciate and express my thanks for all the many generous things people did to help get Tinsel out there, but I am forever grateful to you all, and I hope to get around to thanking many…
Read MoreNew York and back, L.A. and back, the Craig Ferguson show, Bryan Burrough’s douchebaggy review in The Washington Post, a whole lot of snow in D.C., and one very tired author …
What a week, what a week. I think I’ve done just about everything I can do for Tinsel. (Can you think of anything else I could have done? Short of breaking into Oprah’s house and threatening her at gunpoint?) I’m ready (almost ready) to let go, and come to an end, at last, of a…
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