Her Comely Twin Kidneys

...where writer-person Katrina Gray combats worldsuck with awesome, one post at a time

One sentence, four errors...

…proving that maybe Beyonce should have spent a little time in college.

"Rocks come at us from all places — from a boy at a birthday party, from those close to us and from strangers, from our city, our country, the world and sometimes from a place within ourselves. They are the difficulties that hurtle through the air. The writer’s job is to pick them up, examine them and use them. This use is a small gesture of control — and generosity. While we can’t throw them back, we can consider their weight, and feel on them the singular imprint of our hands."

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Karen E. Bender, “The Accidental Writer.”

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"This, friends, is the way book events are supposed to be: inspiring, creative, collaborative, and celebratory. They’re supposed to be about community and what it means to share art and a love of the arts. They’re supposed to be fun. More like this, please."

- The Way Book Events Should Be (via bookriot)

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LORRIE MOORE’S MOVING TO NASHVILLE! LORRIE MOORE’S MOVING TO NASHVILLE!

…which is proof of what I’ve been saying for the past couple of years: Nashville’s writing scene is gaining some serious street cred.

I mean, holy mo-fo: LORRIE MOORE IS MOVING TO NASHVILLE!

It’s totally true, you guys: she’ll be teaching in Vanderbilt’s MFA program beginning fall 2013. Which means we’ll see each other in line for coffee at Bongo Java, exchange polite smiles as we pass on the sidewalk in front of Ben & Jerry’s, and drunkenly nod to each other at the Yazoo brewery some lonely, balmy autumn eve. She could move to our block, borrow eggs for a pie, pet my fat pug, compliment us on our herb garden.

And the whole time, I would stand there, slack-jawed and mute. Probably not unlike when a tween spots Taylor Swift buying bubble gum and slap bracelets in an airport gift shop. Because OMG LORRIE MOORE.

It could happen. It could really, seriously happen.