On top of everything else, a bee stung me yesterday. I'm deadly allergic to bees. I didn't die. I did manage to put together this:
Charles Laurence does an off the road Kerouac adventure:
But I had also come to follow the footsteps of Jack Kerouac, the iconic "Beat" novelist and author of On The Road, who came to rest one summer in a "lookout cabin" just like this one. After years of thundering across the country in old cars and boomeranging back to tell his tales in the Greenwich Village Bohemia of the 1950s, he threw down his bag in a cabin in the North Cascade Range of Washington, north of Bald Knob, and signed on to watch for fires.
One of these days I'm going to take a roadie to Key West for the Hemingway Days Festival if for no other reason than to experience the look-a-like contest. These guys are great. Think about it, they have two times a year that they can shine and an everyday life that probably could turn a few heads. Obviously, they have Hemingway Days. Then there's Christmas. But with some makeup, a toupee, and a little Scotch tape, they could pass for Kenny Rogers.
The buzz around the lit blogs last week was news that a new Thomas Pynchon book will be published by year's end. If you're in the mood to celebrate this occasion but you're not sure how, may I suggest a Pynchon paper doll, complete with some nice alternate outfits and accessories. {via}
Don't forget to stop by the Litblog Co-op for discussions on this quarter's nominated books. The Summer's Read This! selection, Michael Martone by Michael Martone, happened to be my favorite of the bunch. But they are all good reads.
Levi Asher is celebrating the 12th Anniversary of the always great LitKicks (see what it looked like back then here) by starting a new blog, The Cherry Orchard on which Levi plans to wax political.
Dan Wickett strays somewhat from his usual literary content to write a nice appreciation of the new Johnny Cash album, American V: A Hundred Highways.
I guess one could say that the NY Times splattered to a new low with their look at people's favored bathroom reading material, but I kind of enjoyed it. I printed out the article and read it in the bathroom.
Some thoughts on "Chamber Plots":
--Who has room for 42 books on the back of the toilet tank?
--When will I have a chance to call it the "necessary house"?
--I'd revise Costanza: "If it weren't for toilets, I'd never read poems."
Posted by: TJ | July 25, 2006 at 09:53 AM
A Bee's stinger is less than 1/16th of an inch in length....the other 2 feet is imagination!
Posted by: Steve Clackson | July 26, 2006 at 01:14 PM