The article I wrote for the 2013 Edwardian Ball went live a couple days ago, view here
I received an email yesterday from the producers saying they loved it, that was nice, they're good people, they deserve good reviews.
I have so much to say in this story and my language feels tepid and limp. I have ideas and philosophies and my presentation feels commonplace. If it isn't one thing it's the other and if it were ever neither well we would be nowhere special.
Who are you 2013? What have you done with my life?
Nabokov wrote, "Caress the detail, the divine detail."
Is that all Amy Hempel did?
I just want to read divine details all day.