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Aug.21.2012 You Can't Make This Stuff Up, But You Can Use It! There's just nothing to write about? Really? How about taking a look at today's newspaper. For example, in mine today, three stories virtually leaped off the page. image via iwasbornveryyoung.com A man running fur U.S. Senator makes a really lame comment about women and rape...	Dec.28.2010 Deconstructing Howler Monkeys We are under construction. This is not the first time. And if you are a parent, you know that "construction" does not necessarily refer just to the building process. The first time we were "under construction," we did it ourselves, sledge hammers banging into plaster and horse...
Aug.11.2010 True Confessions in NEWSWEEK NEWSWEEK's profile of these two new memoirs plays to the U.S.'s fascination with this literary genre. Okay, maybe it's the cynic in me, but this shelf of the book store is perfect for those who feel compelled to wallow in victimization. Like many memoirs, these two - and I won't bother naming...	Apr.21.2010 The Story's The Thing Summertime, by J.M. Coetzee Before writing this post, I did something I rarely do: I read other reviews of the book. What seems faintly amusing is an apparent mindset by reviewers regarding the relationship of authors to their fictional works. England’s Guardian newspaper wonders if ...
Jun.01.2009 Everything's better in Paris It’s great to hear good news. It’s even better to hear it when you’ve just arrived in Paris. Everything sounds better when you hear it in Paris. Last week I had a few days in the French capital courtesy of my publisher Albin Michel, which brought me over for the release of my third Palestinian...	Nov.16.2008 Art attack It was my first journalistic assignment; I was to cover an art exhibition. “You artist?” I heard a male voice ask in heavily-accented English. “No,” I said with becoming modesty. “You interested in art very much.” “Yes,” I said, hoping I carried the burden of knowledge lightly. There was a large...
Sep.19.2008 When I Sing when i singi often feellike a rich old womanwith a priceless steinwayin her front parlorthat she’d never learned how to playi possess an instrument on whichi can bang out brilliant flourishesfleeting fragments of virtuositythat can at times approach the heights of placido or pavarottior more often...	Jul.22.2008 Deconstructionist Blog Entry Do you ever get the feeling that something important is happening and you are the only one who doesn't know? Do you ever get the feeling that something important is not happening and you are the only one who does know? Do you ever get the feeling that you're asking completely pointless questions to...