The Washington Post ran an excellent piece on “the writing life” by Dave Eggers. (Based on the article, I think he’d expect those quotation marks around “the writing life.”)
“When I watch that movie [All the President’s Men], I also think about how mundane my own "writing life" can be. For example, I'm putting together this essay, not in a bustling metropolitan newsroom, but in a shed in my backyard. I have a sheet draped over the shed's window because without it the morning sun would blast through and blind me. So I'm looking at a gray sheet, which is nailed to the wall in two places and sags in the middle like a big, gray smile. And the sheet is filthy. And the shed is filthy. If I left this place unoccupied for a week, it would become home to woodland animals. They probably would clean it up first.”
Read the rest here.
I wish I had known about this site when I was reading Moby-Dick this summer: it’s an online annotation of the entire novel. There’s a labor of love. I bow to you, Meg Guroff.
Here’s the link to Power Moby-Dick.
Here’s more about Meg Guroff: “Though many people wondered why she would undertake such a project, Guroff says she found support from teachers and colleagues from her days in the Writing Seminars. "Hopkins was where I learned to honor people's creative, or, in this case, quasi-creative efforts," she says. She also realized the surprise many readers experience when they get past the book's density and see how emotionally powerful, thought-provoking, yet impressively funny Moby-Dick can be. "I mean, it's full of bawdy humor and fart jokes," Guroff says.”
And I’ve been meaning to link to the Kate Spade Great Gatsby clutch purse, but they’ve all been sold! I guess that’s good: fashionistas everywhere know a good thing. Here’s a picture—and the other selections in the Book of the Month Clutch group. (Thanks for the link, Rachel!)