He loathed the radio.
"Missionary: Edmund Wilson and American Culture", The New Yorker, August 8, 2005
This morning I was having a discussion at a writing LJ about naming original characters and what happens when you inadvertently name them after real people that your readers might recognize. It was only last year that I realized one of the Steampunk characters shared a name with writer and critic Edmund Wilson, whom I obviously wasn't previously familiar with. I just now opted to read this article on him in the New Yorker and was struck by the absurdity of that single sentence at the end of the paragraph. He loathed the radio. I find it hilarious. That is a sentence that will surely end up co-opted for something else in the future.










