Jayne (Husband): Oh, I think you might wanna reconsider that last part. See, I married me a powerful ugly creature. Mal (Wife): How can you say that? How can you shame me in front of new people? Jayne (Husband): If I could make you purtier, I would. Mal (Wife): You are not the man I met a year ago.

'Our Mrs. Reynolds'


Literary Buffistas 3: Don't Parse the Blurb, Dear.

There's more to life than watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer! No. Really, there is! Honestly! Here's a place for Buffistas to come and discuss what it is they're reading, their favorite authors and poets. "Geez. Crack a book sometime."


Kathy A - Oct 17, 2008 8:07:40 am PDT #7782 of 28414
We're very stretchy. - Connie Neil

Yeah, that might have been it. All I knew was I didn't know it!


Connie Neil - Oct 17, 2008 8:08:14 am PDT #7783 of 28414
brillig

"Rendezvous with Rama"! With the regularly scheduled end-of-mission orgy! Possibly not the main thing Clarke wanted me to take from the story, but I was young and prurient.


Barb - Oct 17, 2008 8:08:49 am PDT #7784 of 28414
“Not dead yet!”

Interesting article in The New Yorker about artistic prodigies vs. late bloomers. [link]

Ha!

Leaving it up just because it's funny.

Try this one- the article is Late Bloomers by Malcolm Gladwell.

[link]


Connie Neil - Oct 17, 2008 8:09:47 am PDT #7785 of 28414
brillig

Content not found on that link, Barb, but you've got to love The New Yorker's error message


DavidS - Oct 17, 2008 8:15:46 am PDT #7786 of 28414
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

Here's the link.

And in case you were wondering what were the scholarly consensus picks for the most important American poems of the 20th century, they are:

But Galenson simply wanted to poll a broad cross-section of literary scholars about which poems they felt were the most important in the American canon. The top eleven are, in order, T. S. Eliot’s “Prufrock,” Robert Lowell’s “Skunk Hour,” Robert Frost’s “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening,” William Carlos Williams’s “Red Wheelbarrow,” Elizabeth Bishop’s “The Fish,” Ezra Pound’s “The River Merchant’s Wife,” Sylvia Plath’s “Daddy,” Pound’s “In a Station of the Metro,” Frost’s “Mending Wall,” Wallace Stevens’s “The Snow Man,” and Williams’s “The Dance.”

Though, frankly, that list shows the continued split of academy v. beat era and more rightly would probably include poems by Ginsberg, Creeley and Ashberry.


Connie Neil - Oct 17, 2008 8:17:46 am PDT #7787 of 28414
brillig

I love Frost. We had a wonderful debate in my Honors English class in high school about the one about gathering apples for cider. All sorts of arguments about symbolism and predestination and such.


Barb - Oct 17, 2008 9:10:19 am PDT #7788 of 28414
“Not dead yet!”

The thing, that for me, I find most interesting about that article is that I can relate to both writing/artistic styles described. Both the honing of craft and open-ended exploration and research that Galenson attributes to the late bloomer both appeal and make sense to me as much as the "conceptual" tag he applies to the prodigies of starting with a clear idea and executing it.

Not that I'm anything approaching a genius, mind you. I can just relate to both approaches and see how I've used both in writing.

I'm not sure whether this is a good thing or if it simply means I'm screwed.


Glamcookie - Oct 17, 2008 9:41:59 am PDT #7789 of 28414
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister

Barb, if you still have them, I'd love the following for my juvie hall girls:

  • Sister Chicas- Lisa Alvarado, Ann Hagman Cardinal, Jane Alberdeston Coralin (Latina YA)
  • Boys That Bite- Mari Mancusi (Para YA)


Barb - Oct 17, 2008 9:42:56 am PDT #7790 of 28414
“Not dead yet!”

GC, they're all yours. Did you want mine as well since they're YA?


Glamcookie - Oct 17, 2008 10:07:02 am PDT #7791 of 28414
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister

Oh, hell yes!!! Totally!