"No, it is not only our fate but our business to lose innocence, and once we have lost that, it [...]
The blaring music is only background noise to my mumbled senses. Effie slaps a card down on the cheap plastic [...]
To say that I am not a morning person is both unimaginative and a gross understatement. Each day I try [...]
"A short but deeply researched, dark, intense biography... studded with original aperçus about the art of biography, the nature of literary influence, and the importance of place to a writer's sensibility." -- Priscilla Gilman, The Boston Globe
The blaring music is only background noise to my mumbled senses. Effie slaps a card down on the cheap plastic table N.Y.U. has inside every dorm room’s kitchen.
Effie says some number and the four of us (Effie, Eleanor, Duke, and I) have to take a drink.
It seems like for every card Duke and I have to take a drink.
“But that’s the point of ‘Kings’ André,” Effie screams.
I didn’t expect my Thursday night to turn out like this.read more...