Joan Didion
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Moleskin Notes
A survey of things I’ve noted: “I tell you this not as aimless revelation but because I want you to know, as you read me, who I am and where I am and what is on my mind.” ~ Joan Didion, The White Album “There is no shortage of good days. It is good lives that Continue reading
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A long way from home.
Can there possibly be a greater American juxtaposition: Portland, Maine to Las Vegas, Nevada? But then Las Vegas (I feel weird calling it Vegas, we’re not that close) makes for a stark comparison to most any other place. I had to go, yes, had to go, to Las Vegas to attend to some last-minute–and unexpected–business. Continue reading
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“The Industrial Revolution and its consequences have been a disaster for the human race.”
I am conscious of the slithery Faustian tendrils of technology. Continue reading
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Didion’s book
Joan Didion’s The Year of Magical Thinking is, I suspect, a milestone in the literature of grief. Not being familiar with the literature I assume it must be so; for hardly can I image a more braided, tangled, yet orderly assembly of emotions and observations. Delivered by a masterful voice that is always careful and Continue reading
...the house I live in... 