On a bimbulous night...
When the sky is like lace...
Last night I went out for drinks, wearing diamonds... with the marvelous Sandra Miller, who has just started a new litmag called 1913... she wore diamonds too.
One of the truly special nights, worth the hangover... talked about narrative, and aesthetic surface... talked about what the writer owes the reader...
Sandra and I come from very different "schools" but I think we're getting to a very similar place...
Makes me scared to leave Iowa City. Hard to find such conversations out there in the world. Equally hard to find such conversations in a great dive bar willing to mix a cosmo and make you a cheeseburger.
Last night I went out for drinks, wearing diamonds... with the marvelous Sandra Miller, who has just started a new litmag called 1913... she wore diamonds too.
One of the truly special nights, worth the hangover... talked about narrative, and aesthetic surface... talked about what the writer owes the reader...
Sandra and I come from very different "schools" but I think we're getting to a very similar place...
Makes me scared to leave Iowa City. Hard to find such conversations out there in the world. Equally hard to find such conversations in a great dive bar willing to mix a cosmo and make you a cheeseburger.
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