I used to keep much more fluid and interesting blog elsewhere. I wrote about people and events as if I was writing in a private paper diary. It’s a little shocking to me now, rediscovering my late high school and college blog, but I also think I was a better writer back then. Sure, I was self-righteous and affected, but it was far more scintillating. Now, when I look at this thing, which I have maintained over the course of seven or eight years, my mind feels empty. I have nothing, it seems, to say.
Things I enjoyed reading online
- 20 Ideas on Marriage, The Book of Life. I found all of this incredibly readable, heartening and true.
- Who Goes Nazi? Harper’s, reprinted from the August 1941 issue.
- Young Men Are Playing Video Games Instead of Getting Jobs, Reason.
- Total Eclipse, Annie Dillard. In advance of the coming total eclipse, the Atlantic has republished Dillard’s beautiful and memorable 1982 essay.
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“God’s world is good. Only one thing in it is bad: we ourselves.” — Anton Chekhov
Writers I’d read on any topic
- Anne Carson
- Annie Dillard
- Lydia Davis
- John McPhee