I. I am well aware of the arrogance in claiming that a certain book has been written with one’s self in mind. [Although I am also aware—and confident—that this proclamation ownership has not yet reached the prose-sickening stylings of one Elif Shafak.] I realize now that a more politic way of saying so is looking [...]
Tag: Jeffrey Eugenides
“. . . the lover’s discourse is today of an extreme solitude.”
Now, absence can only exist as a consequence of the other: it is the other who leaves, it is I who remain. The other is in a condition of perpetual departure, of journeying; the other is, by vocation, migrant, fugitive; I -- I who love, by converse vocation, am sedentary, motionless, at hand, in expectation, [...]
marginalia || My Mistress’s Sparrow is Dead: Great Love Stories from Chekhov to Munro, edited by Jeffrey Eugenides
I remember saving up for My Mistress's Sparrow is Dead: Great Love Stories from Chekhov to Munro, tried the whole a-few-coins-a-day route. I even prayed to Santa, I begged friends. I rarely buy books brand-new--I'm technically, well, poor. But then, in the middle of last year, a story of mine had won an award. As [...]
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