I am going to have braces for the rest of my life, and in the after-life I am going to have a retainer. This morning I put a dead bug in a Ziploc and brought it to work with me. The top layer of skin peeled off my nose. I am reading 60 Stories by Donald Barthelme, and it has so flumoxed me that when I came across the line, "Several waves of smickering washed over the class," I had no idea whether that was a typo for snickering or a new word that I didn't know (not in the dictionary, except an obsolete usage from Dryden that doesn't seem to suit) or else a joke. Still unsure, despite "Stop that smickering!" in the next line. Argh.
Barthelme makes me question my IQ. Also it is very hot, and I am now at the library and very cold, and so my system is all confused.
How can you live in the northeast?
RR
Rebecca Rosenblum...
is a writer and editor who likes a lot of stuff. This is a blog about that stuff, and also her writing. Rebecca is the writer-in-residence at Jean Vanier High School, and was a juror for The Journey Prize 21. Her work has been short-listed for the Journey Prize, the Danuta Gleed Award and the National Magazine Award. Her first book of short stories, Once, was published by Biblioasis and was one of Quill & Quire's 15 Books That Mattered in 2008. Rebecca's stories are occasionally seen in Canadian periodicals and her second collection, *The Big Dream,* is forthcoming from Biblioasis.
2 comments:
Commenting on my own blog, how lame, but I heard a rumour it wasn't working and wanted to check!
no no not lame at all! I was intrigued by the one comment I saw and clicked through and now feel compelled to comment myself. Sorry to hear about the orthodontia issues and the old-man kicking issues. LOL! (well for me, not him). Have a happy Canada Day !!!
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