Sappy Yeaster
Big surprise: the White House rigged the distribution of tickets to the annual Easter Egg Roll. Who didn't see that coming? Someone oughta get several semis full of those government supported eggs and unload them onto the White House grounds, after the eggs have rotted for a while. A tribute to the accomplishments of this US administration.
Ah, let's see what has been gleaned from my reading? Again, our Ms. Bowen:
"I am dead set against art's being self-expression. I see an inherent failure in any story which does not detach itself from the author - detach itself in the sense that a well-blown soap bubble detaches itself from the bowl of the blower's pipe and spherically takes off into the air as a new, whole, pure, iridescent world. Whereas the ill-blown bubble, as children know, timidly adheres to the bowl's lip, then either bursts or sinks flatly back again."
She continues: "Total impersonality in story-writing is, for me certainly, impossible - so much so that it would be a waste of time to wonder whether it would be desirable. And I doubt, actually, whether for any writer it is either desirable or possible for this reason: the short story is linked with poetry, and that, we know, cannot but bear a signature. The tale without lyricism or passion dessicates into little more than a document. The poet, and in his wake the short-story writer, is using his own, unique susceptibility to experience: in a sense, the susceptibility is the experience. The susceptibility, equally, is the writer, who therefore cannot be absent from what he writes."
Beloved spouse returned from a business trip, and we went out for a a late afternoon walk in an astounding array of meteorological effects. Back home to enjoy a family dinner, a rare event. The dinner rolls were fabulous.
Ah, let's see what has been gleaned from my reading? Again, our Ms. Bowen:
"I am dead set against art's being self-expression. I see an inherent failure in any story which does not detach itself from the author - detach itself in the sense that a well-blown soap bubble detaches itself from the bowl of the blower's pipe and spherically takes off into the air as a new, whole, pure, iridescent world. Whereas the ill-blown bubble, as children know, timidly adheres to the bowl's lip, then either bursts or sinks flatly back again."
She continues: "Total impersonality in story-writing is, for me certainly, impossible - so much so that it would be a waste of time to wonder whether it would be desirable. And I doubt, actually, whether for any writer it is either desirable or possible for this reason: the short story is linked with poetry, and that, we know, cannot but bear a signature. The tale without lyricism or passion dessicates into little more than a document. The poet, and in his wake the short-story writer, is using his own, unique susceptibility to experience: in a sense, the susceptibility is the experience. The susceptibility, equally, is the writer, who therefore cannot be absent from what he writes."
Beloved spouse returned from a business trip, and we went out for a a late afternoon walk in an astounding array of meteorological effects. Back home to enjoy a family dinner, a rare event. The dinner rolls were fabulous.
posted by isabelita at 10:16 AM
5 Comments:
Isa,
I didn't hear the reports. What happened at the egg roll? There was talk of it in the press briefing today, but no acknowledgement of what actually transgressed.
The White House gave a bunch of tickets to a previously approved group of "volunteers," skipping a bunch of people who'd been waiting in line for a long time, some even overnight. Let me see if I can recall where exactly I saw the report.
Heh. I like that, what "transgressed." Pretty much every move this administration makes is a transgression.
Well, kathy, she was discussing her "ideal" and the reality, I think. I do like her ideas, but you should see some of her snobby and bitchy remarks in her letters to her friends. She used the word "snarky" in one from the 1920's; I didn't know that was such an old term. And she was indeed a mistress of snark, occasionally...
Yeesh. the friggin' White House.
Bad Easter egg rolls, good dinner rolls. I just knew they were gonna do somethin' sneaky to keep the gay folks out!
Good, preferably homemade, dinner rolls - that is what I look for in any fine dinner.
I too wondered about the lack of news about the egg roll after it was over. Why those spineless....
Whatever happened to:
"Mrs. Bush is the overseer of the event, and all families are welcome to attend," her spokesman Peter Watkins told me when asked about the hundreds of gay families who hope to roll eggs April 17
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