I woke up in the middle of the night and remembered that this blog exists. I am afraid. I wish Jonathan Franzen was my dad.
Hello there. I’m sorry you feel afraid, but I think we all know that Franzen would make an absolutely horrible father.

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I woke up in the middle of the night and remembered that this blog exists. I am afraid. I wish Jonathan Franzen was my dad.
Hello there. I’m sorry you feel afraid, but I think we all know that Franzen would make an absolutely horrible father.
Im screaming
why birds
Also, get another shirt
Just die already
Does anyone still care about this blog?
I need validation...or asks.
‘As the ice shelves crumble and the Twitter president threatens to pull out of the Paris accord’, Franzen reflects on the role of the writer in times of crisis
Manhattan, 1981
He’s incredibly gifted with language, but I have a problem, as with many straight male writers, with the overwrought misogyny of the work. The female characters are angry and bitter. I wonder if when a man writes about a woman like that, it’s about an aspect of the mother; the Disney cliché of the dying mother.
Catherine Opie on Jonathan Franzen
A young Jonathan Franzen = Cole Escola
white peaches
i have a less-than-secret burning desire to have a picnic with jonathan franzen and talk about food and argue about music but i know at the same time that there’s probably some degree of realness beyond which that would disperse the ancient dust and cobwebs of the book-magic (paolo and francesca anyone?) so what i’m saying is i want to have a picnic with the corrections and yes i do wish books were people and i was a figment of my own imagination
Each thrift store usually has at least one Jonathan Franzen novel.
honestly, Jonathan Franzen is a fucking idiot.Â
Oh Hello fucking dragged Franzen
When you absolutely need to rid yourself of $125