For many years I'd annually drive from Ithaca or Aurora to Talcottville, New York, to put myself in the proximal harmonies of Edmund Wilson's stone house, chiefly because Fred Exley had recommended this in the second volume of his trilogy. As an expedient in re-generating enthusiasm for literary criticism, it was invaluable and faultless. I've not been there in a few years now. LUCIDITY FORCE EASE.
Peter Kahn (David Grun), Jim McConkey, Gnossos Papadopoulos, Richard Farina. If survival can be accomplished... Before London and Paris, there was Ithaca.
“Built on a lie”
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Robert Caro knows how to use the occasional short paragraph to advantage.
From *The Power Broker: Robert Moses and the Fall of New York* (1974):
The offic...
Sara Bareilles: Saint Honesty
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Pack Your Bags, We're Moving!
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Do you ever find yourself wishing you could drink the same old wine from a
new bottle? Well, guess what? I've got a new blog!
After the Bike Forecast en...
GO TRUCK ME
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As many folks know, I cut and sell firewood, do some tree removals, trim
work, yard work, site cleanups, hauling etc. All require a work tr...
8. Summer camp
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Last weekend I picked up my younger daughter from her “performing arts”
summer camp in the Catskills; yesterday my older daughter got back on a
Greyhound ...
(Exit followed by a bear)
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The Magpie held out hope ("here, take this piece of beauty") for as long as
was possible. The red bear was not to be bribed by something it couldn't
eat....
In 1903 (Elm Street, Ithaca, New York) my grandfather caused the death of one his sons in a most particularly awful way. It involved a thresher. He never spoke of it again. In 1942 my father’s brother was lost in the sinking of the US Independence Hall; he had been given a marlinspike knife by a British sailor, which he had given to my father for safekeeping before sailing. Passed on to me, I gave it to my nephew’s daughter. ENDGAME
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b. 1947, Ithaca
Leafy green village upstate undergraduate college
Iowa Writers’ Workshop MFA
Two years solitary cabin by lake, reading
Raleigh & Chapel Hill, reading
Commercial Beekeeper, four years
Potter and decorator, three years
Bicycle dharma bum, reading, writing
Archivist at Cornell University several years
Paris-Brest-Paris, 1200km bicycle audax, 1987
Heart surgeries
Passim: four matrimonial adventures, reading and writing
In my late fifties, founded Loudeac Tile Studio (wherein Madompna La Vogdesa and I sublimate artistic reproductions on tile and stone)