Happy accidents... and we abound!
This will make me sound like an internet aether-slut...
But OH WELL!
Because, yesterday, after I posted something on Speakeasy about my faboo new website...
A random lady emailed me that she loved my site... and was I, by any chance, the Laurel Snyder who'd written a BUST review on The Little Women, by Katherine Weber. I was. She told me that there was a thread on Readerville about the review...
So I skedaddled over to Readerville (which I'd never seen before) and sure enough, Katherine Weber had posted about my review. Which made me feel special!
But while I was on the Readerville site, I found this dude, Jeff, who happens to do a webzine called Killing the Buddha. I was mightily impressed with his site... so I wrote to him and asked him to visit me here... at jewishyirishy...
which he did! And then he wrote to me, and his email looked like this:
What a splendid site. Here's a story for you: About 10 years ago, I was an intern at The Nation magazine, then owned by Arthur Carter, a billionaire with leftist nostalgia. He invited the interns to visit him, but no one ever did. But I wanted to start a magazine, so I made an appointment.
I was ushered into his great big office, the picture of British propriety, all leather and mahogony and such. "Let's cut to the chase," he said. "What are you?" I was confused, first of all.
"Your employee?" I said.
"No, no, what ARE you?"
"Um, I want to be a writer...?" I said.
"You're stupid, that's one thing. WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU?"
"You mean... ethnically?"
"Yes! What are you?"
"Well, my mother was sort of irish, scottish, and my father's Jewish."
"A half-Jew!" he says. "That's terrific! There's a huge market for half-Jews. Now, I'm going to tell you a secret."
And he leans in, I'm ready for profundity, and he says, real slow so it soaks in:
"Dress British. Think Yiddish."
And so... I found another one! Our ranks are growing. Yee-haw!
And a final note... when I walked Dave (the dog) down to Thisbe's last night for a visit... I told her this story, and she said...
Wait! I know Jeff (the killing the buddha dude)! We were at Wilderness Camp together...
And so... the circle is complete. What would the Buddha say?
But OH WELL!
Because, yesterday, after I posted something on Speakeasy about my faboo new website...
A random lady emailed me that she loved my site... and was I, by any chance, the Laurel Snyder who'd written a BUST review on The Little Women, by Katherine Weber. I was. She told me that there was a thread on Readerville about the review...
So I skedaddled over to Readerville (which I'd never seen before) and sure enough, Katherine Weber had posted about my review. Which made me feel special!
But while I was on the Readerville site, I found this dude, Jeff, who happens to do a webzine called Killing the Buddha. I was mightily impressed with his site... so I wrote to him and asked him to visit me here... at jewishyirishy...
which he did! And then he wrote to me, and his email looked like this:
What a splendid site. Here's a story for you: About 10 years ago, I was an intern at The Nation magazine, then owned by Arthur Carter, a billionaire with leftist nostalgia. He invited the interns to visit him, but no one ever did. But I wanted to start a magazine, so I made an appointment.
I was ushered into his great big office, the picture of British propriety, all leather and mahogony and such. "Let's cut to the chase," he said. "What are you?" I was confused, first of all.
"Your employee?" I said.
"No, no, what ARE you?"
"Um, I want to be a writer...?" I said.
"You're stupid, that's one thing. WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU?"
"You mean... ethnically?"
"Yes! What are you?"
"Well, my mother was sort of irish, scottish, and my father's Jewish."
"A half-Jew!" he says. "That's terrific! There's a huge market for half-Jews. Now, I'm going to tell you a secret."
And he leans in, I'm ready for profundity, and he says, real slow so it soaks in:
"Dress British. Think Yiddish."
And so... I found another one! Our ranks are growing. Yee-haw!
And a final note... when I walked Dave (the dog) down to Thisbe's last night for a visit... I told her this story, and she said...
Wait! I know Jeff (the killing the buddha dude)! We were at Wilderness Camp together...
And so... the circle is complete. What would the Buddha say?
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