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“I am reading a mass of things.” – Chekhov What’s on my night stand this month: A big mouthed mason jar for drinking water. A framed print of some fellow in his “I have Russell Brand hair and his skinny velvet trousers” days. A blue silk eye mask. And these three books. 2666 – Roberto
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“I shall finish my story tomorrow or the day after, but not today, for it has exhausted me fiendishly towards the end.” – Chekhov I keep telling myself this. Going over all the famous ‘How many houses turned down J.K. Rowling’ type stories I know. They all make me feel exactly zero percent better. Chocolate
“One who is always swimming in the sea loves dry land; one who for ever is plunged in prose passionately longs for poetry.” – Chekhov —— On Seeing The Elgin Marbles by John Keats My spirit is too weak; mortality Weighs heavily on me like unwilling sleep, And each imagined pinnacle and steep Of godlike
And on a lighter note… They already know how to read. So I taught them how to make faces at their teachers instead. School starts on Thursday. Also, my head is huge.
“And so in planning a story one is bound to think first about its framework: from a crowd of leading or subordinate characters one selects one person only – wife or husband; one puts him on the canvas and paints him alone, making him prominent, while the others one scatters over the canvas like small
(photo via sharon montrose prints) Today’s Writing “Sheep is the gentlest things. And they can walk a fence better than any goat.” “It is much better to write small things than big ones: they are unpretentious and successful.” – Chekhov Anton tells me to keep it simple. And I feel stupid every time I read
(photo via annamoller.net) Today’s Writing The only thing people noticed that summer was the beauty of the creature. The way she held her head when she spoke. Or parted her lips when she smiled. The way her eyes seemed to shine with see-through innocence, and the soft purr her voice made when she laughed. She
“How to Write Like Chekhov: Advice and Inspiration. Straight from his own Letters and Work.” Edited and introduced by Piero Brunello and Lena Lencek. Translated by Lena Lencek. I bought this last night at Borders. This morning I read it and loved it and got to thinking… I’m not at all sure that ‘Buffy and
I’m going on a date with dumplin today. Her parents let me borrow her every now and again. Last week we went shopping for sombreros and came home with “The Complete Essays of Mark Twain” and a stuffed Poo Bear. So, yeah. That’s my Friday night. I’m spending the rest of the weekend writing. And
Florence & the Machine – Rabbit Heart (Raise it Up). Makes me want to dance in a very Alice down the looking glass sort of way. And that’s not bad.
