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Fiction by Jane Liddle
A story up at Juked!
“ I was working the bar and checking the clock in six-minute intervals when Ted came in forty-two minutes late to start his shift. Excuse me, I am overstating. Ted’s presence hardly fit into the traditional contours of a work “shift.” “
Uproot, Shelby Hughes, (2003), MoMA: Drawings and Prints
The Judith Rothschild Foundation Contemporary Drawings Collection Gift Size: 11 x 8 ½" (27.9 x 21.6 cm) Medium: Ink and gel-ink pen on colored transparentized paper
http://www.moma.org/collection/works/96225
Milk and Glassine, Shelby Hughes, (2003), MoMA: Drawings and Prints
The Judith Rothschild Foundation Contemporary Drawings Collection Gift Size: 26 ½ x 19 ¼" (67.3 x 48.9 cm) Medium: Synthetic polymer paint, felt-tip pen, gel-ink pen, pencil, and spray paint on colored paper
http://www.moma.org/collection/works/96226
Elliott Smith - The Palace, Hollywood, California, June 7, 2000
When you think of Elliott Smith as a live performer, you probably get an image of the lonely solo acoustic troubadour. But some of my favorite tapes of the songwriter are full-band affairs — Smith wasn’t necessarily an onstage dynamo, but he was an excellent bandleader all the same. So here’s a very nice recording of a show in support of the then-brand-new Figure 8. And hey, I was actually at this gig with my buddy Evan, sadly the only time I got to see Elliott in concert. (A couple of days later, we saw Elliott at the Largo catching Jon Brion’s performance. He seemed like he was having a good time!) Smith’s band, featuring (I think) The Minders’ Martyn Leaper on keyboard and vocals, brings to life Figure 8′s more ornate arrangements, while adding a little extra punchiness. Dig in … and then check out this new Elliott tribute album, too!
Books I Read in the Order in which I Read Them: 2020
Shit year for reading! I spent too long trying to get through We That Are Young. If I had a different temperament I would have abandoned it. But I closed out the year with probably my favorite book.
Master and the Margarita by Mikhail Bulgakov-I wasn’t in the right mindset. I would like to hear a lecture about this book.
The Clothing of Books by Jhumpa Lahiri
Weather by Jenny Offill-I always feel a little unfulfilled by Offill
Topeka School by Ben Lerner-Like the book, hated the ending
We That Are Young by Preti Taneja-Maybe this would have appealed more if I was familiar with Shakespeare. Instead it read like a bunch of nonsense.
Incidental Inventions by Elena Ferrante-Biggest disappointment
Sula by Toni Morrison- Loved. Filled the hole Ferrante left.
Despair by Vladimir Nabokov
Lying Life of Adults by Elena Ferrante-fell just short of my big anticipation. Liked reading it, but with distance I can see it is a minor work. Actually I don’t remember anything about it.
Such a Fun Age by Kiley Reid-Fun , contemporary, forgettable read, with unbelievable motivations.
Breast and Eggs by Mieko Kawakami-Lived up to the hype and filled the other hole Ferrante left. Apparently lit events are the same everywhere.
Simone de Beauvoir by Deirdre Bair
Exposition by Nathalie Léger
The White Dress by Nathalie Léger-My favorite of her triptych and favorite book I read this year. An unexpected pleasure that I’ll think about for a long time. “She knows that anyone who takes a break to go and visit her mother in order to do nothing is in the grip of some kind of depression that she has clearly decided to exacerbate.”
PALOMA’S I sat in my late father’s bar, baseball bat leaning against the side of a table. It was five am and the bar was empty. I sipped a half-drunk Heineken, Ted’s drink. He considered it foreign (technically true). I thought of Ted and his affable pliability, his total lack of personal story.
New stories at Always Crashing!
Shelby Hughes
New story up at Gone Lawn, part of something larger I’m working on. Thanks!
“About that ice cave. When I was fourteen I'd hike a mile and a half up the mountain, carrying the detritus of my menstruation to stuff into the mountain's cold bowel, where the air was so crisp it was preindustrial .”
“If I could only write throughout my entire life with the electricity of the amateur.”
— Kate Zambreno, Screen Tests
Books I Read in the Order in which I Read Them (I think) 2019
I lost my book journal in the summer so this list is made with a big assist from Goodreads. Nevertheless it may be incomplete. Not included are books I reviewed for Publishers Weekly and the nightly reading of Curious George.
Suite for Barbara Loden by Nathalie Loden
The Golden State by Lydia Kiesling
That Stranger Within Me by Shokooh Mirzadegi: 2nd reading as a study
The Taiga Syndrome by Cristina Rivera Garza
A Life’s Work: On Becoming a Mother by Rachel Cusk
My Year of Rest and Relaxation by Ottessa Moshfegh
The Door by Magda Szabo
Your Art Will Save Your Life by Beth Pickens.
American Spy by Lauren Wilkinson
Maternal Thinking: Toward a Politics of Peace by Sara Ruddick: Took me the longest to read
A Very Easy Death by Simone de Beauvoir
My Sister, the Serial Killer by Oyinkan Braithwaite
A Burst of Light by Audre Lorde
Cool for You by Eileen Myles: Most Fun
Apocalypse Baby by Virginie Despentes: Wildest Ride
Normal People by Sally Rooney
Madame Bovary by Gustave Flaubert
Tonight I’m Someone Else by Chelsea Hodson
The Only Story by Julian Barnes: Biggest Disappointment
The Long Accomplishment by Rick Moody: Dusted up the most conficted feelings of embarrassment and sympathy for author
A Manual for Cleaning Women by Lucia Berlin: Most Inspiring for my own writing
Fleishman Is in Trouble by Taffy Brodesser-Akner: Quickest Read
Roland Barthes by Roland Barthes
Costalegre by Courtney Maum
Porn Carnival by Rachel Rabbit White
Abandoned, but not without hope: Ducks, Newburyport, which I will finish over the course of next year when library loans allow. I get interested in the book when I read about it or read an interview with the author, but find the experience of actually reading it a bit of a chore. I am only 27% of the way through.
Goals: Make a huge dent in my tbr shelf, particularly the feminist philosophy stuff.
Desires: More Virginie Despentes, Ferrante’s new novel in the spring, to find Barthes’s The Pleasure of the Text and Writing Degree Zero in a used bookstore.
L’Odet Magazine interviewed me about writing and Davy Kesey took some great pictures in my much-missed home of Greenpoint.
Why can't I record everything down like my life counts, like I'm the Queen of England or Bobby Vee, and that way I can be safe and not have to wait to die to be important. Why can't I live right now. Because I am not rich, I am not a saint. But I do know this: not all of us were sent here to work.
Eileen Myles, Cool For You
I Love the East Village
I’ll be reading at the FBomb Reading Series at KGB Bar Red Room on June 14! 6-8 pm, 85 E 4th St, New York, NY 10003.
And this is why we cannot be silent, because our silences will come to testify against us out of the mouths of our children.
Audre Lorde, A Burst of Light and Other Essays
Come hear members of Kingston Writers' Studio and other writers share 5- to 8-minute readings on winter and other subjects. Free with food or drink purchase.
I’ll be reading a new story tomorrow night in Kingston. Come on out!
Books I Read this Year in the Order in which I Read Them 2018
I had a slow start this year so I only read about half the books as I did last year. My pace picked up during the last third. Looking forward to conquering my too-read shelf next year and reading more Barthes.
300 Arguments by Sarah Manguso—this one didn’t resonate with me at all
The Wife by Meg Wolitzer
The Weight of Things by Marianne Fritz
Person/a by Elizabeth Ellen—a surprise of genius
Intercourse by Andrea Dworkin
Troubling Love by Elena Ferrante
Goldfinch by Donna Tartt
Our Spoons Came From Woolworths by Barbara Comyns
Visit from the Goon Squad by Jennifer Egan— made me feel like college even though it was written years after I graduated
South and West by Joan Didion
Mourning Diary by Roland Barthes
Motherhood by Sheila Heti
Autumn by Karl Knausgaard
Barnburner by Erin Hoover
Event Factory by Renee Gladman— I want to make sense of this
Frantumaglia by Elena Ferrante
Heavy by Kiese Laymon—this took an emotional toll because I like Laymon so much; I have never read sentences like his before
The Lost Daughter by Elena Ferrante—second time reading this, as a study, as a perfect novel
Abandoned: Steinbeck’s The Pastures of Heaven (and I’m never going back) and Austin’s Mansfield Park (couldn’t maintain interest in watching characters try to put on a play, will try again)
