I find myself embarking on “Twelve Months of Shakespeare” because I started writing a book a few years ago and I couldn’t finish it the way it deserved to be finished and I became convinced that whatever it was that was out of my grasp, if I put myself on a strict diet of Shakespeare, everything would work itself out: language, structure, character arcs, dramatic device. I found myself in a position that reminded me of when I was a kid – all my friends were boys and I wanted to do everything they did and I’d wind up with bloody noses, dislocated shoulders and broken fingers– and I remember thinking how much I loved men’s bodies that I wished my arms and legs were longer and stronger. I felt exactly like this when I was writing this book. I was trying things that were out of my grasp and I felt like Shakespeare was a way to elongate my arms and legs so that I had more at my fingertips.
You all must read J. Hope Stein’s funny, feminist, and fascinating book report on Othello.
Bachelorette Ep 03: GOODBYE TO THE BEVERAGE SALES DIRECTOR
The implication by the phrase “winner takes all” is
Balls flying all over the place.
It was extremely intense.
There’s just a chemistry there
That works. Besides ripping the pants, yeah,
I thought it all went pretty smoothly.
Out of nowhere, the Santa Ana winds started
Blowing through: what we think are marbles
Are all the minutes with Des later in the night.
Moving forward, I want you to know that
I want you here. This is extremely different
And out-of-this-world kind of stuff.
I love being rescued. Let’s rock this.
The Book Report: The Book Report: that perfect intersection of hypnosis, vaginas and experimental poetry
Can you remember a book report you did for school?
In first grade, I had just moved to a new school and was eager to prove what a good student I was. When we got to do a book report, I selected Good Dog Carl by Alexandra Day. It’s a picture book with no words, and I liked making up my own story to go along with the illustrations. I was terribly disappointed when my teacher gave me a lukewarm response and suggested that next time, I pick a book with words. It was the first time I felt that my intellectual and creative impulses were correct, and my teacher’s were wrong.
So excited to be hosting Ashleigh on June 11th. New Yorkers, save the date! Book Report next Tuesday at 7pm, Le Poisson Rouge
The Bachelorette Ep 02: I’M WAITING FOR A SIGN
I will be posting one poem, composed of dialogue from the show, for every episode of The Bachelorette with Desiree Hartsock.
It was silly and it was fun but at the same time
we showed up to a cupcake truck and it was a mob scene.
She handled it like a champion,
basically saying like “I’m on top of the world.”
It just makes me so hopeful for this entire journey,
that level of love. She just knocked me off the seat.
No Pants Guy? I relate.
I’m the whitest white guy there is,
despite my Miami tan.
This is how I experience life.
I know today was kind of a funny,
satirical spin on being here for the right reasons
but I have to jiggle my junk in her vicinity.
There’s a lot to be grateful for, and love
is like a little slice
of what it’s like to be in my shoes
I feel about Anne of Green Gables like Huck felt about rafts or Proust felt about madeleines or like Virginia Woolf felt about closing her bedroom door: escape, pleasure, self worth.
Great essay on the enduring power of Anne.