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December 21, 2009

Countdowns of 2009: Television

This Wednesday’s #YALitChat on Twitter had the theme “Bests of 2009 in YA: Books, Music, Movies, TV, Anything!”

I’ve been thinking ever since.

So, to finish out 2009, here are my own lists of The Bests of 2009, one a day until it’s time to party like it’s ten years ago.

Bests in Television of 2009

I watch a lot of television.

There were several ways that I debated writing my countdown — best new shows, best overall shows, best characters, best moments.  So rather than trying to choose only one, this list is less of a countdown than… an awards show, with lots of categories, pretty dresses, and shiny gold men.

Best New TV Show

Glee

Glee

This should not surprise anyone.  Just as it was for me in high school, my love for show choir dramedy is a compulsion. Time seems to be measured this fall in minutes until Glee, and moments watching Glee.

Runner Up: The Vampire Diaries

Best New Season of a Returning Show

Castle

Castle

Any comedic crime drama about a novelist cannot be bad.

That is a statement just itching to be proven wrong, but until it is, Castle is king.  There is no sophomore slump for this show, and I’ve loved seeing more of Alexis (Castle’s sage teenage daughter) and banter between secondary characters Ryan and Esposito.  Castle is one of the few “cult appeal” shows that I think the second season surpasses the first in quality, and I’m eagerly looking forward for more.

One particular highlight was that the victim in the episode “Vampire Weekend” was clearly cast to resemble Robert Pattinson-as-Edward Cullen, and it amused me.

Runner Up: Bones

Biggest Shark Jumping Escapade

Heroes

Heroes

Heroes has been moving downwind for a long time.  I, personally, liked the second season.  I liked West.  I liked Claire/West.  I liked Molly, and I still liked Mohinder.  I thought that Monique’s power was awesome and that Micah was continuously the most fascinating character on the show.  I loved Elle, Season Two Sylar, and GabriElle.  I did not like Maya and Alejandro.

So of course, Molly is gone, West is gone,  Micah is gone, Monique is gone, Elle is very very dead, and Maya has stuck around as persistently as the virus that seeps from her eyes.

And instead they give us a really creepy carnival… because who doesn’t love a good death-filled scuzzy carnival?… and some sort of plotline about Parkman and Sylar being each other?  I can’t even follow that.  Nor can I get behind it as a viewer.

And suddenly, because she is in college, and hot, Claire is a lesbian.

I am totally OK with Claire being a lesbian.  I am not OK with how the show has handled that particular storyline, and I think that the ways it is shown are total cop-outs to try to regain male viewership.

Lame.

Runner Up: Criminal Minds

Best Bounce Back from Possible Shark Jumping

Bones

Bones

I have been nervous about Bones‘ eventual decline ever since the supreme awesomeness of season three’s Gormogon story arc concluded, because… well how could they beat that?

They haven’t beaten it, nor have they approached its level of intrigue, but Bones has been consistently excellent through the last two seasons, and seems to really be hitting its stride in the development of the whole slew of new characters introduced in season four.

Mister Nigel Murray makes my heart sing.  Daisy doesn’t make me want to punch her in the face anymore.  I do not like Wendell, but it’s because I actually dislike him as a character and not because he’s an unlikably written character.

It took a whole season, but Bones has its mojo back.

Runner Up: CSI: New York

Best Overall Episode

"Preggers," Glee

“Preggers,” Glee

Again, no surprise.

Runner Up: “Stress Relief,” The Office

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November 4, 2009

NaNoWriMo Support Blog for The Penultimate Page

Read the original posting at The Penultimate Page or the NaNo Support ning.  Thanks, Emilee!


It happens to everyone.

You sit down at your computer, pull up WikiPedia to fact-check your Norse mythology…

And three hours later, you’re totally enthralled reading about the varieties of Japanese Kit-Kat bars.

As a writer, this is a totally normal progression of thought.  Writers are naturally interested in… well, everything.  No matter what genre you write, to flesh out a story is to create the world in which your characters live – often from the ground up: Do they live in a city or a town?  Is it a real place?  What’s the weather like, and how does that affect what your characters wear and do and drive (or not)?

Whether writing high fantasy or realistic contemporary chick lit, research is an essential part of the storycrafting process.

Say that you want to write an urban fantasy that sets a mortal girl from 1966 Chicago against a backdrop of Greek gods and teenage titans who take over the Art Institute.

Only… you were born in 1990, live in a suburban area of Kansas City, and you know nothing about Greek mythology beyond what you saw in Disney’s Hercules when you were eight.  And it was so scary that you cried and had to leave the room halfway through the film.

What do you need to research first?  And more importantly, how do you research it?

My personal opinion is the setting.  The first, and most salient, question to ask when researching a new setting is to explore your own motivations: Why do you want to set your story in that place – and at that time?

Before I make my next overarching statement, I need to own up: I was a History major in college.  I find research to be unbelievably fun, especially when it’s focused on cultural aspects that inform and shape the lives of characters (or, er, people).  So my next overarching statement about the research process of fiction is: Time is a place.

So for our sample plot bunny, you would need to research both “1966” and “Chicago” in the same way.  People, and characters, are products of both nurture and nature, and the “wheres” and “whens” of their existence dramatically shape the “whos” and “whys.”

In other words, changing someone’s clothing doesn’t make them live in any certain time period any more than simply saying that they live in Chicago means that they’re Chicagoan.  Think about your own life, and all of the things your “wheres” and “whens” affect: not just your clothing, but the foods you eat and the stores in which you shop, the kind of car your parents drive and the type of house you live in.  What was the first political event you remember?  Who was the first person you knew to say a “bad word” and what did they say?  What did you do when you came home from school, and what was your first job – or what do you think it will be?

What are your neighbors like?

How did you learn about sex?

Do you have to wear a school uniform?

How has your taste in music changed over the years?

As instinctive as the answers to these questions are in your own life, your character is not you.  At least, I hope not.  And at least not more than 15% you, as most characters are in some way inextricably tied to their creators.  All the same, you need to be able to answer these questions as quickly, certainly, and accurately for your characters as you did for yourself.

A good jumping point to discern just what aspects of your characters’ “whens” and “wheres” will be most important is the 100 Questions About Your Character survey (originally developed by tabletop gamers, but co-opted by writers everywhere).  You can find a clean copy at http://storywrite.com/contest/6584.

So now you know what you need to know.  But how to go about acquiring that knowledge?

Well, in my humble opinion – and on pain of death to anyone reading this who shares this tidbit with any of my old History professors – WikiPedia is a great place to start for basic outlines of information.  The key is to explore the depths of the “References” and “External Links.”  It’s like an ultra-concentrated Google search that doesn’t torture you with Boolean specifics – you can already reasonably guess that if the References on a page about Neighborhoods of Chicago says that it’s leading you to Wicker Park, it really is.  Score one for Web 2.0!

Of course, the flip side to WikiPedia’s greatness (besides those temptations to play The WikiPedia Game or clicking links until you end up looking at Japanese confectionery) is its overreaching broadness.  Great, so you’ve found a page on Neighborhoods of Chicago and it has eighty-six bajillion References.  How the heck do you know where to go and how to find just what you need to enhance your story?

My knee-jerk reaction is to advise that you read everything you can get your grubby little paws (sorry; werewolves on the brain!) on in regards to the world where your characters live.  Even the smallest details — the coloring of a candy wrapper, whether a street runs North-South or East-West — can prove to be integral to the integrity of your work.  Maybe your MC needs to chase Artemis down Wacker Drive.  Without research, a tense scene of hide-and-seek in the construction of its extension to the Lake Shore could never come to fruition, and a part of your plot arc would be lost.  You just never know!

However, I realize that most people have neither time nor gumption to read the encyclopedia.  I blame my own habit on the year I was in sixth grade, when I was so bored with classes that I decided to memorize the Almanac pages that came in our Assignment Notebooks.  However, the deeper you can get into the world of your characters, the more places they can lead you in developing their story, rather than you having to try to force along a plotline that is as thin as dental floss.  If you really understand your characters and their environment, then their linear arc can split off into a great golden web like Priori Incantatem, and your work can feel round and complete.  It’s the difference between a book you love and a book that changes the way you approach reading, writing, and seeing.

So take notes!  Whether you take notes manually – a great way to imprint the information you’re reading digitally, so you can rely more on your mind and less on said notes – or by bookmarking relevant pages, make sure that your hard work isn’t flowing in one ear and out the other.  Make columns for “Who,” “What,” “When,” “Where,” “Why,” and “How,” or categorize with a timetable of your characters’ day (Wake, Dress, Eat, School?, Work?, Eat, Free Time?, Sleep) to make sure you cover all of your bases.

The same rule goes for researching your supernatural creatures.  It isn’t enough to know the bare bones of their legends, or the image of what you’re trying to create.  The most successful stories know exactly why their mythologies function the way they do (even if it’s just convincing technobabble!).  If you don’t know the parameters of your magical beings, they’ll stretch and stretch until suddenly things sparkle that probably shouldn’t.   To break the rules, you need to know which directions they already bend.

So what does any of that have to do with Kit-Kat bars?

I have no idea.

But that’s the fun of worldbuilding.  Every world needs candy.

Some of my favorite research links:

http://www.foodtimeline.org/

http://www.flickr.com/groups/theretrokid/pool/

http://miss-vintage.com/

http://solomon.bltc.alexanderstreet.com/

http://asp6new.alexanderstreet.com/was2/was2.index.map.aspx

http://www.pbs.org/wgbh/americanexperience/

http://www.pbs.org/wgbh/nova/

http://www.wikipedia.org

http://www.oxfordlanguagedictionaries.com/

http://online.sagepub.com/

http://www.tvparty.com/

http://www.retrojunk.com/

http://www.inthe80s.com/

http://www.inthe70s.com/

http://www.nytimes.com/

http://www.factmonster.com/spot/fashiontime1.html

http://www.ventrella.com/Ideas/grammar.html

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October 8, 2009

Wordy Wednesdays (on Thursday): National Poetry Day ‘09

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Diane DiPrima is one of my favorite Beats, and my favorite poet –

The Window

you are my bread
and the hairline noise
of my bones
you are almost
the sea

you are not stone
or molten sound
I think
you have no hands

this kind of bird flies backwards
and this love
breaks on a windowpane
where no light talks

this is not the time
for crossing tongues
(the sand here
never shifts)

I think
tomorrow
turned you with his toe
and you will
shine
and shine
unspent and underground

How beautiful is her imagery?

Chronology

I loved you in October
when you hid behind your hair
and rode your shadow
in the corners of the house

and in November you invaded
filling the air
above my bed with dreams
cries for some kind of help
on my inner ear

in December I held your hands
one afternoon; the light failed
it came back on
in a dawn on the Scottish coast
you singing us ashore

now it is January, you are fading
into your double
jewels on his cape, your shadow on the snow,
you slide away on wind, the crystal air
carries your new songs in snatches thru the
windows
of our sad, high, pretty rooms

It’s so abstract… and so sad.

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September 30, 2009

Wordy Wednesdays: Harper’s Final Soliloquy, Angels in America

By Tony Kushner.

Night flight to San Francisco; chase the moon across America.

God, it’s been years since I was on a plane.

When we hit 35,000 feet we’ll have reached the tropopause, the great belt of calm air, as close as I’ll ever get to the ozone. I dreamed we were there. The plane leapt the tropopause, the safe air, and attained the outer rim, the ozone, which was ragged and torn, patches of it threadbare as old cheesecloth, and that was frightening. But I saw something that only I could see because of my astonishing ability to see such things: Souls were rising, from the earth far below, souls of the dead, of people who had perished, from famine, from war, from the plague, and they floated up, like skydivers in reverse, limbs all akimbo, wheeling and spinning. And the souls of these departed joined hands, clasped ankles, and formed a web, a great net of souls, and the souls were three-atom oxygen molecules of the stuff of ozone, and the outer rim absorbed them and was repaired.

Nothing’s lost forever. In this world, there’s a kind of painful progress. Longing for what we’ve left behind, and dreaming ahead.

At least I think that’s so.

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September 2, 2009

Wordy Wednesday: “Last Thoughts on Woody Guthrie”

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Here’s the thing: I really, Really, REALLY hate Bob Dylan’s music.  I really do.

I, however, love his poem “Last Thoughts on Woody Guthrie,” which he wrote by invitation for the foreword of a biography of Woody Guthrie, who — though still alive at the time — was fully incapacitated in a long-term hospital.  I think I like it mostly because when you listen to the audio, you can hear how nervous and emotional Dylan is reading it; you can hear him lick his lips and catch his breath and realize that he’s rushing and try to slow down.  It’s an aspect of cocky Dylan that I’ve never heard on anything else.  This poem humanized him for me.

I still hate his music.

But the poem is lovely.

There’s this book comin’ out, an’ they asked me to write something about Woody… Sort of like what-does-Woody-Guthrie-mean-to-you in twenty-five words… And I couldn’t do it — I wrote out five pages and… I have it here, it’s… Have it here by accident, actually… but I’d like to say this out loud…

When your head gets twisted and your mind grows numb
When you think you’re too old, too young, too smart or too dumb
When you’re laggin’ behind an’ losin’ your pace
In the slow-motion crawl or life’s busy race
No matter whatcha doin’ if you start givin’ up
If the wine don’t come to the top of your cup
If the wind got you sideways it’s one hand holdin’ on
And the other starts slippin’ and the feelin’ is gone
And your train engine fire needs a new spark to catch it
And the wood’s easy findin’ but you’re lazy to fetch it
And your sidewalk starts curlin’ and the street gets too long
And you start walkin’ backwards though you know that it’s wrong
And lonesome comes up as down goes the day
And tomorrow’s mornin’ seems so far away
And you feel the reins from your pony are slippin’
And your rope is a-slidin’ ’cause your hands are a-drippin’
And your sun-decked desert and evergreen valleys
Turn to broken down slums and trash-can alleys
And your sky cries water and your drain pipe’s a-pourin’
And the lightnin’s a-flashin’ and the thunder’s a-crashin’
The windows are rattlin’ and breakin’ and the roof tops are shakin’
And your whole world’s a-slammin’ and bangin’
And your minutes of sun turn to hours of storm
An’ to yourself you sometimes say
“I never knew it was gonna be this way
Why didn’t they tell me the day I was born?” (more…)

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August 12, 2009

Wednesday Word Post: “Party Like It’s 1959,” Ann Hood

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This article, written by a novelist for Food & Wine Magazine, is among my top three favorite prose pieces of all time. It is also one of maybe two written things to make me cry (the others being HPDH). Once again, like I said with the Kerouac article and the Dylan piece: It’s long, but I SO recommend reading the whole thing.

When I was a child, dinner parties seemed to belong to some vague and distant grown-up world where women wore shiny dresses with tight bodices and full skirts, bright lipstick and strings of perfect pearls. The men, I imagined, wore ties and wing tips. They drank fancy cocktails and ate prime rib on heavy china. This image came from Saturday afternoon movies and glossy magazines, pictures of an adult world I could only peek into. (more…)

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August 5, 2009

Wednesday Word Post: “A Chocolate Love Story”

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This actually comes from the menus at Max Brenner’s Chocolates by the Bald Man, in New York City.  It’s one of my favorite places in the world to meet up with friends and pore over the beautiful menu photography and delicious food (even the things without any chocolate are excellent), and going there is one of the parts of New York City living that I really miss.

Also wandering to Blue Marble Ice Cream on hot Indian Summer afternoons and enjoying the eclectic people and puppies, back when I lived in Brooklyn.

I’m sensing a theme…

At any rate, this menu introduction always warmed my heart.  It is… delicious.

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July 24, 2009

Friday Free-For-All: In Honor of Harry Potter, Part II

Meme/survey taken from one of my favorite people and favorite bloggers, Sarah Colangelo, of Technicolor World and A Dash of Ribaldry.  However, to her second-least-favorite character assessment, I say: HOW DARE YOU?

Hey, there were wizards…

All time favorite character?
Ginny Weasley

List the books in order from your favorite to your least favorite.
1. GoF
2. CoS
3. OotP
4. HBP
5. SS
6. DH
7. PoA

List the movies in order from your favorite to your least favorite.

1. CoS
2. PoA
3. OotP
4. SS
5. GoF
6. I haven’t seen HBP yet, but am tomorrow!  I know, I’m inexcusably late.

Favorite chapter from your favorite book?

Not for the first time, an argument had broken out over breakfast at Number Four, Privet Drive… /or/ several sunlit days…

Top 5 favorite characters?
1. Ginny Weasley
2. Moaning Myrtle
3. Molly Weasley
4. Justin Finch-Fletchley
5. Arnold.  You think I’m kidding, but I’m not.  Or maybe McGonagall, because she was awesome, too.  Or Fred.

Five least favorite characters?
1. Zacharias Smith
2. Fleur Delacoeur
3. Severus Snape.  Don’t you make that face at me.  I really said it.
4. Vernon Dursley
5. Bellatrix Lestrange.  I don’t find her to be as intimidating as the other Death Eaters.

Favorite member of the Golden Trio?
Ron

Favorite family?
The Weasleys

Favorite antagonist?
Dolores Umbridge inspires more hatred in me than Lord Voldemort does, but Fenrir Greyback might be the most chilling children’s lit character of all time.  Not that I consider Harry Potter children’s lit in the slightest, personally.

Favorite Death Eater?
Fenrir Greyback… BECAUSE he’s so terrifying.

Three favorite spells?
Prior Incantato
Avis
Expecto Patronum

Three favorite potions?
1. Amortentia
2. Felix Felicis
3. Pumpkin Juice

Favorite Non-Hogwarts magical building?
Either The Burrow or the idea of the Shrieking Shack.

Favorite Diagon Alley shop?
Florean Fortescue’s Ice Cream Parlor or the owlery

Favorite Hogsmeade Shop?
Honeydukes!

Favorite Unforgivable Curse?
Imperius

Favorite mode of wizard transportation?
The Floo Network, because the description of Floo Powder is gorgeous.

Favorite Weasley?
Ginny.   Followed by Molly.  Followed by Fred.

Favorite Order Member?
Original: Gideon & Fabian Prewett; 1990s: Minerva McGonagall.

Favorite DA Member?
Aside from the obvious (Ginny), easily Angelina Johnson.

Favorite pet?
Arnold!

Favorite Hogwarts room?
The Prefects’ Bathroom

Favorite Hogwarts Professor?
Minerva McGonagall; outside of her, Professor Sprout.

Favorite non-human Hogwarts resident?
Firenze

Favorite Tri-Wizard Champion?
Harry, actually.  But I think it’s asking aside from him, in which case, I’ll say “Cedric by default.”

Favorite House Elf?
Dobby

Favorite Wizard sweet?
Chocolate Cauldrons

Favorite canon couple?
H/G FOR LIFE!

Favorite non-canon couple?
Neville/Katie

Biggest surprise of the series?
HOW COULD HARRY BE A HORCRUX?  THAT MAKES VOLDEMORT’S INABILITY TO POSSESS HIM MAKE NO SENSE!

Biggest letdown of the series?

I will sound like a loser and completely uneducated when I say this, but: “Albus Severus”?  Really?

Actually, the biggest letdown was that Ms. Rowling made Dumbledore, her allegory for constant goodness, fallible, without making Voldemort — constant evil — at all redeemed.

One character you wish lived?
Fred Weasley, or one of Teddy’s parents.

Moment that will always make you cry?
“Here lies a free elf.”

Your Patronus would be___?
An owl!  Or a peacock.  Or a turtle!

Three things Amortentia would smell like to you?
Dusty book pages, baking bread, and brown sugar.

You would use Felix Felicis to___?
Green.

Job you would most like to try?
Hmmm… Madame Rosmerta has a fascinating job, I think, because she interacts with such a diverse clientele of magical beings.

Ron/Hermione or Harry/Hermione?
Ron/Hermione.  The Good Ship.

James/Lily or Snape/Lily?
James/Lily.  There’s certain canon that I just can’t mess with, even in my head.

Do you know which page Dumbledore was killed on?
No.

Do you think Harry Potter is better than Twilight?
That’s like asking if soda is better than steak.  They’re completely, completely different genres, styles, levels of social responsibility and social commentary, and are aimed at evoking nearly opposite audience response.  After saying that, yes: I find Harry Potter more engaging, inspiring, and multilayered than Twilight, but I think the Twilight fandom enjoys itself more than the Harry Potter fandom has in the last few years (since the books/speculation ended).

Are you going to go see the Half Blood Prince in theatres?
Tomorrow!  FINALLY!

Do you own the books/movies?
The books, yes; the movies, only SS, CoS, and PoA.  I may buy GoF Used On Amazon, for a certain actor who played a doomed Triwizard Champion.

Have you ever played any of the video games?
I’ve played two video games, on one occasion each, in my entire life.  And neither was a Harry Potter game.

Don’t they kind of suck?
I believe you…

Do you think it would be cool to have a pet owl?
Yes!  But only if it were a Scops owl like Pigwideon, because owl pellets are gross.

How about a rat?
No… their tails scare me a little.

Have you ever listened to the soundtrack?
It’s one of the few orchestral film scores I own.

Which house would you want to be in?
I think I would want to be in Gryffindor by default, since we know their House best, but I would probably be sorted into Slytherin because I’m ambitious.

Do you like Draco?
I don’t dislike him, but I never thought he’d become redeemed and transition into a likeable character.  Fanon Draco annoys me to no end, which may be at fault.

Would you ever enter the Triwizard tournament?
Most likely not, because I’m bad at being outdoors.

Would you keep your money in Gringotts?
I mean… It’s kind of like… THE option.

What class would be your favorite?
History of Magic, Transfiguration, and Charms.

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July 22, 2009

Wednesday Word Post: “New York’s Lower East Side” by Fred Ferretti

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I will never know how, but my mother always knows it when she comes across an article or story that will inspire me.  For as long as I can remember, she’s left open newspapers, stapled-together magazine pages, or cutout strips of imagery on my kitchen table or nightstand or in boxes in the mail for me — a few of which became the things that I posted the links to above, and almost all of which are the secret little jewels that have strung together in the back of my mind to become the prism through which I see the world.

This article was one of the gifts that started it all.  I noticed the date on it for the first time as I started to type it up — 1986.  Before I was even born.

It’s like she knew to save it for me.

Sunday Shopping on Orchard Street

The Lower East Side — its tenements and stoops (the verandas of the poor), the ornate iron façades of its old lofts, the once-noble limestone and terra-cotta Greco-Roman noses of its bas-relief statuary blunted by time and weather — is in some ways the most American patch of real estate in the country.  It is where the waves of New York’s immigrant history come together, where old country traditions survive because those who live there will not let them be forgotten.

The area is a shtetl where Eastern European Jews create a shopping bazaar out of a street named Orchard; where Italian and Sicilian immigrants keep the caffé and pasticcerie of their grandfathers open; where elderly Chinese from Toisan clack their mah-jongg tiles at the end of the work day just as they once did in their Cantonese village; where Ukrainians patiently paint their eggs at Easter, those exquisite pysanky, as intricately as if they were designing for Fabergé, and pray only in the language of their old country among the icons in St. George’s Church on East Seventh Street on Sundays.

Some of the narrow streets of the Lower East Side look quite as they did in the 1880s, when they were lined with pushcarts peddling everything from vegetables to clothing, when Tompkins Square Park was the new home to New York’s Polish immigrants rather than a center of impending gentrification with its own tiny Greenmarket, when Second Avenue was known as “Knish Alley” or the “Jewish Rialto” and contained no fewer than fifteen legitimate theaters.  Then, Allen Street was a place to shpatsir and kibitz, to stroll and to chat, and Eleventh Street became a nighly clubhouse for elderly men who would congregate, drink think, bitter coffee, eat pasticciotti and sfogliatelle, and reminisce about when they were young in Italy.

Within its borders you can see painted on the sides of buildings the studied calligraphies of the Semitic alphabet and of Chinese symbols.  In the shops you can rub antique silver menorahs and bite into pumpernickels and pickles; smell the aromas coming from copper and brass espresso machines and taste creamy mascarpone and thick, crusy pane rustico; plunk at the strings of the mandolinlike Ukrainian musical instrument, the bandura, and chew on that finest of sausages, krakiewska, made only of smoked ham; and run your fingers across Qing embroideries and savor crisp, lacquered roast goose.
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June 15, 2009

Wednesday Word Post: “The Roaming Beatniks” by Jack Kerouac

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I love, love, love this article.

I read it and I think of hearing Jack Kerouac speak it out, wearing a plaid shirt and black trousers, his hair tousled and a paper cigarette dangling from his hand, staring in infatuation at Mimi Margaux, the beautiful Beat actress and dancer, who time seems to have forgotten…

It’s really long, but I REALLY recommend reading it in its entirety.

If not, I bolded my favorite parts for the ease of you all to find and enjoy.  ;o)

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