You know the dream where you buy the complete set of Penguin Classics and they arrive in huge boxes, one after another, and you unbox them like they were gold bullion from the Federal Reserve and think about rearranging your entire apartment around your new collection?
LQ is living about 1/10th of that dream today.
HIDDEN ANIMAL TEACUPS
Spot the 3 animals hiding: The owl, fox and bear.
Spot these creatures peering at you whilst having your cuppa!
New at the little dröm store for the new year, 2012!
… When I sit down with pen in hand I don’t recognize or can’t remember any big intellectual or emotional differences between how I felt, THEN, isolated and writing my first novel as an unknown writer and how I felt writing my third one or how I feel today, working on what will be my fourth and fifth ones. For me, the challenges and the isolation always feel the same: the excitement of seeing some words suggesting other, better ones; the discovery of new ideas, plot lines, and images through the suggestions of the actual drafts when I reread them and most of all, the conception of the novel you have in your head and the actuality of what it is you produce on that page…the distance between my vision and its execution pretty much obsesses me and the thrill when better things come out in the execution than were in your head, is a hard thrill to equal!
—Alan Warner, BOMB 67, 1999
(Source: bombmagazine)
It’s tough being a guy, having to be gruff
and buff, the strong silent type, having to laugh
it off—pain, loss, sorrow, betrayal—or leave in a huff
and say No big deal, take a ride, listen to enough
loud rock and roll that it scours out your head, if
not your heart. Or to be called a fag or…
