"don’t be sad, just keep going. everyone has an opinion on this earth, but they’ll all be dead someday."

-Everybody else can go home now. My boyfriend just won all the “cheering up your girlfriend when she’s bummed because writing good fiction is hard” prizes.

Franz Kafka, Diaries 1910-1923

Franz Kafka, Diaries 1910-1923

So I Finally Watched Girls

This is the show about twenty-something ladies who sleep with randoms, get pregnant, speak like children, are profligate with money and don’t have jobs, right? And I’m supposed to be upset because nobody on it looks like me? Is that the deal? 

"And we had to wear masks…because the book was about masks."

-A friend describing his experience playing one of James Franco body doubles at the launch event for Franco’s latest literary ouevre.

"The passage—about a race between a hare and a talking pineapple—was adapted from a novel by children’s book author Daniel Pinkwater. The pineapple, despite having proposed the contest, doesn’t move. In the end, the animals eat it. Students were asked why the animals devour the pineapple, which animal spoke the wisest words and how the animals feel about the fruit."

- I’m really happy I picked today to start reading the Wall Street Journal

"It’s kind of like if somebody said come to my gym. I’ll train you. But you looked and you saw that that person was a giraffe….The creative process is really just a series of ad hoc responses to emergency situations that apply only to you."

- George Saunders last  night at NYU, on why it’s impossible to learn how to write fiction in a university setting. 

Definitions II

(See Definitions)

Kindle: to excite; stir up or set going; animate; rouse; inflame

Kindle Fire: to start (a fire); cause (a flame, blaze, etc.) to begin burning.

Nook: a corner, as in a room.

Yelp: to give a quick, sharp, shrill cry, as a dog or fox.

Flicker: to burn unsteadily; shine with a wavering light:

Foursquare: consisting of four corners and four right angles; square: a solid, foursquare building.

I’ve been doing that thing where you wake up as soon as your alarm goes off and write down all the words left over in your head from sleeping. 
"Pale light jungle here he (something) licks her words (wounds?) (what?)." And then:  "Humans as only species who can tell/care about time."
I don’t think they’ll be skipping over next year’s Pulitzer prize for fiction, is basically what I’m trying to say here. 

I’ve been doing that thing where you wake up as soon as your alarm goes off and write down all the words left over in your head from sleeping. 

"Pale light jungle here he (something) licks her words (wounds?) (what?)." And then:  "Humans as only species who can tell/care about time."

I don’t think they’ll be skipping over next year’s Pulitzer prize for fiction, is basically what I’m trying to say here. 

Anonymous said: have you written any books?

I literally learned how to write complete sentences like, yesterday. So. No. Not yet. No. Someday hopefully. But no.