Catching Days
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Monthly Archives: July 2009
the missing bridge
I’ve been trying to keep my computer issues out of my blog posts; but anyway, yesterday after I got my computer back, I went to Barnes and Noble, ordered a latte, and sat down to write a post. It had … Continue reading
some days
Anne Enright, the author of The Gathering, winner of the 2007 Man Booker Prize, just wants to write, but as Dani Shapiro recently pointed out, some days it’s easier than others. “I need to write,” Enright said. “I go bonkers a … Continue reading
in real book
As many of you know, I’m reading Infinite Jest. As many of you also know, I did not enjoy my first experience with the Kindle. Last week, the night before I was to leave for a 3-day trip, I stood … Continue reading
the continuous life
One of my all-time-favorite poems is “The Continuous Life” by Mark Strand from his book of poems, The Continuous Life. Here’s the beginning: What of the neighborhood homes awash In a silver light, of children hunched in the bushes, Watching … Continue reading
Posted in catching moments, continuous life, poetry
Tagged The Continuous Life, The Earth Hums in B Flat
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faces in the distemper
When Mari Strachan was a little girl, she used to create pretend newspapers, carefully writing the stories in pencil, drawing a picture to go with them, and then sewing the pages together. She says, “I’ve always loved the physicality of … Continue reading
how we got here from there
I don’t write memoir. But I like the way Abigail Thomas writes, the way she tells the truth. “My truth doesn’t travel in a straight line, it zigzags, detours, doubles back. Most truths I have to learn over and over … Continue reading
Posted in craft of writing, details, memoir, memory, reviews, shapes
Tagged Thinking About Memoir, Three Dog Life
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a room with a view
So the logical, orderly side of me is distressed that I haven’t better organized this trilogy of posts–my writing room, the writer’s desk, and today, a room with a view. Instead it’s the writer’s side of me that has let … Continue reading
Posted in movies, perspective, place, Virginia Woolf, writing day
Tagged A Room of One's Own, A Room with a View
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the writer’s desk
In a comment to yesterday’s post, a reader reminded me of Jill Krementz’ photographs in The Writer’s Desk, which was published in 1996, the same year as Infinite Jest, and is now out of print. I had forgotten all about … Continue reading
my writing room
The Guardian has for some time been doing a series on writers’ rooms. The most recent piece featured Michael Morpurgo: “For many years, I wrote on our bed in the house. But there were complaints about ink on the sheets, … Continue reading

“It’s hard to tell somebody what you mean to say. And that’s an idea that I’m obsessed with. It’s why I write. It’s why everybody writes.”
--Jonathan Safran Foer