The title of this story reminded me of both “The Last Interview” series and the Proust Questionnaire—as it has been broadcast in CBC’s “The Next Chapter” with the interview questions posed to contemporary authors in an otherworldly, beyond-the-grave-ish questioning tone. It strikes me as a piece that would have
Julia is lying on the hotel bathroom floor with a nosebleed, a few hours before her literary reading, from her book of poetry, at an event in northern Ontario. She jokes that she’s a “promising” poet, which means that her fee is lower than that paid to poets who
Anyone else have trouble focussing this week? I know I’m not the only one. At the same time, it felt particularly important to read the words of a writer like this. I have this quotation flagged in my notebook from an earlier reading of her essay collection Second Words:
I don’t like the word ‘evil’: does anyone? Well, some. If only for effect. The showrunners for this show, for instance. [I’ve not watched it. But maybe I should: I had fun with the early seasons of Supernatural and, then, lost interest when the angels arrived. And I have
Happy MARM to everyone who’s reading this post! From Friday, November 1st to Saturday, November 30th it’s Margaret Atwood Reading Month, and you’re invited! (And, don’t forget, the 18th is Margaret Atwood’s 84th birthday. Cake, anyone? I mean, EVERYone?) Read or watch one thing, read or watch everyday, or
