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  1. Ezra Kline Pulls His Punches

    Take notes. I would never say: The American people are stupid. I might think it. But I would not say it. Mainly, because the American people are armed. It is not uncivil for me to say that the American people desire to be entertained. Trump is giving them what they


  2. The Writing Life – NYT

    https://www.nytimes.com/2024/10/20/podcasts/the-daily/tony-tulathimutte-feminist.html#permid=136977606 Take notes. There is no such thing as identity. Identity is a cultural concept of the self at war with society. I have had many windmills in my life. Those things we shake our swords at. What comes around, goes around. I lied. I said I was someone (I


  3. Tim Barrus: NYT Magazine

    Sometimes writing speaks. Sometimes writing unspeaks. Sometimes writing comes from truth. Sometimes writing comes from a symbolism of the nuanced truth. I do not care what you believe. I literally do not know that there is an audience. It feels like a very deep cold loneliness. Rooney doesn’t channel Sally


  4. THE GREAT AMERICAN NOVEL

    NOT TOO MANY WRITERS WOULD PUBLISH A TITLE: THE GREAT AMERICAN NOVEL If editors don’t like the title, it steps on some toes, then they should take a pass on the book. Motherfuckers, don’t waste my time. I lived on dog food. Name me one editor who lives on dog


  5. Tim Barrus and Lars Eighner

    I totally underestimated Lars Eighner’s seriously disturbed hatred of me following me every day for literally a decade. He published my address. I had it shut down and deleted. I never saw his viability as a writer and I rejected his work he threw at Drummer and it was a


  6. Make Sure To Park Close To The Door

    High school boys stare. They do not know about multiples. They like the bike. They are not sleeping in a sleeping bag on the ground tonight. Andrew was a stripper. The good ones are dancers, too. Lap dance. I came in my pants. We hung out with whores. They sold…


  7. Tim Barrus, New York Times

    Publishing is unforgiving. There are writers who follow the rules. Never, ever coloring outside the prescribed places you can go. Especially rules that challenge the publishing status quo’s take on reality. To call it reality, everyone must agree, even the other writers who will delight in taking you apart, another


  8. THE DAMAGE THAT SHE CAUSES

    SHE DOES NOT IN ANY WAY CARE ABOUT WHO GETS HURT One night, she emailed the kids directly. The house was dark. Qiet. I wanted them to sleep. When they do not sleep, the next day, their bodies and brains literally torture them. I used to wonder why they were


  9. Memory’s Machine

    road trip with the dust and weed smoke in the car so thick, our eyes were the gas stations in the full gasoline noon/ the small town street lamps had once been crows, and all the motels had been rolling hills whose With Nothing To Return To was solid as


  10. the tyranny of convention

    the marketplace is the tyranny of convention many many many of the artists i know and i know them in their guts a few in their bowels are creating the same fucking images they created years ago or the same fucking poetry they created years ago because feeding the voraciousness…


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