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Help Wanted
Wednesday March 17, 2010
David, my boyfriend, has a master’s degree in philosophy, but the job he held most recently was at Christmas, repackaging Nintendo DS accessories in an unheated warehouse an hour and a half bus ride from home. Before that, he made cold calls for the Muscular Dystrophy Association to local businesses, trying to get their executives to sign up for a fake arrest and “lock-up”....
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Welcome, Memory
Tuesday March 16, 2010
We were having dinner at a friend’s house: a gathering of colleagues enjoying one another’s company with good food, relaxed conversation, a glass of wine. While we spoke of neighborhoods, children, and schools, it dawned on me that my friend, Doug, lived just doors from my grandparents’ old house. My grandparents are now long dead, and they moved from....
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Headphones
Monday March 15, 2010
I would have fallen in love with music in any case, but headphones hastened the process. My aqua transistor radio, a nearly constant childhood companion, was fine as a basic transmitter of tinny, monaural sound. But it was woefully lacking in, shall we say, sonic nuance. And so, early in my high school years....
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The Patron and the Crocus
Friday March 12, 2010
Virginia Woolf begins her essay “The Patron and the Crocus”: “[T]he writer who has been moved by the sight of the first crocus in Kensington Garden has, before he sets pen to paper, to choose from a crowd of competitors the particular patron who suits him best.” Woolf likens the work of a patron to that of an “instigator” who “cajoles the best out of the....
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Stolen Children, Part II
Thursday March 11, 2010
Having read the author’s bio of Peg Kehret’s Stolen Children before I even turned to page one, my original intention—to ferret out the book’s nefarious underbelly on behalf of my nine year-old pen pal—felt thwarted at the start. And despite the kind of prose that has the protagonist Amy and her babysitting charge kidnapped at the end of chapter two a mere....
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