Her Comely Twin Kidneys

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Sweeping the Leg Since 1977: The Literary Citizen v. the Literary Sociopath

troublewithhammers:

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Good writing is not written; it is wrought.

Thus it comes as no surprise to contemporary writers that aside from the occasional public reading, interview, conference, or panel discussion, this business of writing is a solitary act. That’s not a bad thing. However, even if loneliness is a…

trextrying:

T-Rex Trying to go trick-or-treating…
#TRexTrying
#happyhalloween

trextrying:

T-Rex Trying to go trick-or-treating…

#TRexTrying

#happyhalloween

“Of course, the ultimate moment of being Female in Public comes when a woman, deep in thought, is told by a strange man to SMILE. (And this happens only to women.) Gentlemen, let’s get this straight. There is no part of my body that belongs to you, not even my facial expression. Stop trying to stake out territory there, whether by legislation or verbal imperative. Plus, it never produces the desired effect.”

—    Laura Lippman in Female in Public (via thismostamazingday)

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buzzfeedmusic:

Ezra Koenig is better at Twitter than you. 

(via buzzfeed)

One sentence, four errors...

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

scarlettjen:

29 ways to stay creative. (Bet they had a creative block trying to come up with number 30.) 

scarlettjen:

29 ways to stay creative. (Bet they had a creative block trying to come up with number 30.) 

(Source: thesunmanager, via wilwheaton)

englishgradstudentshaming:

Currently taking bets on whether this will be more or less objectionable to people than preferring a kindle over paper books.

englishgradstudentshaming:

Currently taking bets on whether this will be more or less objectionable to people than preferring a kindle over paper books.

meredithfay:

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petitchou:

So basically, former Doobie Bro Michael McDonald trolls twitter for people who use words in his lyrics and tweetbombs them. I mean, imagine the real life version of this: you’re just eating dinner with a friend, and you’re like, “dang, I was such a fool to go on a second date with that loser.” And all of a sudden MMcD strolls by, singing in his soulful, just-been-punched-in-the-throat way: “What a fool believes...” Regardless, this would have been a great SNL sketch in like, 1985, no?

My main goal of 2013 is to have MMcD surprise tweetbomb me. In the meantime, I have this this sensuous mouse pad to tide me over.

Smooth

So happy to live in a time when old people are figuring out how to use Twitter. 

smooth

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lk-shaw:

lorrie moore in the paris review, 2001 

lk-shaw:

lorrie moore in the paris review, 2001 

(Source: lk-shaw)