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best literary fund-raising idea ever
Sep. 26th, 2007 06:11 pmMichael Silverblatt's proposition that public radio and television fund-raising should offer phone sex with famous authors as a premium.
Imagine.
Today's coffeespoons:
Radiolab - music and language
Bookworm - Leonard Cohen (recent); Oulipo; Elliot Perlman; John Lahr; AIDS project/Gore Vidal (1990), Nicholson Baker (twice: 1991, 1992); Matthew Stadler (1994), Michael Lally (1997)
About the Leonard Cohen interview. I think you wouldn't like it. Rather, I think it might hurt you. It seemed to me that he spoke, very humbly and simply, with an acknowledgment of himself as somehow used up, and the work he read seems to show this exhaustion.
If there were ever anyone I thought of an inexhaustible, it would be Leonard Cohen. His mortality, and the mortality of his art -- these things are more personal than my own, in a sense. He is vital for all of us. He calmly names himself ruined; it is a pleasant warm-voiced ruin but oh.
Michael Silverblatt is really extraordinary. In the Elliot Perlman interview, he challenges and gently bullies the author into admitting the depth of his own grief and intent. I nearly started crying, because what greater gift could you give an author than to force them to admit the richness of their purpose?
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Imagine.
Today's coffeespoons:
Radiolab - music and language
Bookworm - Leonard Cohen (recent); Oulipo; Elliot Perlman; John Lahr; AIDS project/Gore Vidal (1990), Nicholson Baker (twice: 1991, 1992); Matthew Stadler (1994), Michael Lally (1997)
About the Leonard Cohen interview. I think you wouldn't like it. Rather, I think it might hurt you. It seemed to me that he spoke, very humbly and simply, with an acknowledgment of himself as somehow used up, and the work he read seems to show this exhaustion.
If there were ever anyone I thought of an inexhaustible, it would be Leonard Cohen. His mortality, and the mortality of his art -- these things are more personal than my own, in a sense. He is vital for all of us. He calmly names himself ruined; it is a pleasant warm-voiced ruin but oh.
Michael Silverblatt is really extraordinary. In the Elliot Perlman interview, he challenges and gently bullies the author into admitting the depth of his own grief and intent. I nearly started crying, because what greater gift could you give an author than to force them to admit the richness of their purpose?
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