I'm a newbie and SO happy to be here! In my totally stressed-out, over-thinking present, I can't tell you how lovely it is to glide along the silky smooth flow of your eclectic thoughts.
Today reading you I realized I know of a book you MUST read if you have not. I've never, ever thought of you as someone who must read this or that or anything else. It is a late John Berger book where, in various cities, beginning in Lisbon with his late mother, he meets up with the ghosts (mostly ghosts) of the people he's loved in his life, men and women both... It's spectacular, and speaks deeply to the kind of work you're doing here, but with a different and equally fascinating brain. Or bwain, as he would say. The way you are New York, he is Europe; and no other writer I know is Europe, as opposed to country-in-Europe. It's called Here Is Where We Meet... xo/V
So excited to meet you! Please come to the Zoom if possible. We talk about style as well as the subject matter of the pieces, such as the one about Francine Prose's book.
Laurie, I LOVE this so....and "It’s exciting to set sail on a late trip around the sun" arrived like a gift!
I'm in the midst of packing for our next move and I need to begin–like now–the process of sorting through volumes of paper, followed by purging my wardrobe - - yet again. So, Im leaving a few stories that I am living in, floating in my mind like clouds seeking refuge, because if I dare to visit them, hours will seduce me into believing they are only minutes. So- thank you, thank you, I will use your sail boat to get me to do what I hate most, sort and sift. Hugs from New York...soon to be back in NJ... though I dream of living in Hudson County, like you.....maybe that will be my last move.
oh, how i laughed at this line: "When people speak of “facing reality,” they mean, “I’m depressed.” your description of richard walking to the bathroom like an animal in the forest is so wonderful! i love how your thoughts today hopscotch around from here to there. much enchantment in your language, again, to no one's surprise. xx
"Édouard Levé’s Dreamworld is Unmoored From the Real," followed too quick to breathe by "the novel Suicide (2008) ... Shortly after completing the manuscript in late 2007, Levé hanged himself in his Paris apartment." Reeling.
I think summer 22 at kgb bar was the reading we read together and met. Afterwards, I walked over and bought your book. I appreciated that you did not walk over and buy mine, as if we were trading. I then projected onto you that you are a person who has dispensed with social obligations and do what you want. I could imagine this being true but I don’t know. It was and is a welcome reminder we are owed nothing beyond an actual contract. Or it was even simpler, I’d written a children’s book and it was uninteresting. It’s all a happy memory. The drinks helped.
no pain! I found it liberating, the non quid-pro quo of it. LIke, in the macro sense, "we're all in this making art soup together" but in the micro and realistic or tactile sense, "I want to do this, I don't want to do that." No strings.
Yet again I’ve almost cried and laughed out loud. Love your writing so much. I really hope my art can give people as many emotions as your writing gives
So much energy in this! And this - me too!: “I don't know how many times I have placed my nose against another nose. Mostly with my dog, I’m guessing.”
I'm a newbie and SO happy to be here! In my totally stressed-out, over-thinking present, I can't tell you how lovely it is to glide along the silky smooth flow of your eclectic thoughts.
Very happy the post offers that to you.
Same here friend ❤️
Same
Dear Laurie,
Today reading you I realized I know of a book you MUST read if you have not. I've never, ever thought of you as someone who must read this or that or anything else. It is a late John Berger book where, in various cities, beginning in Lisbon with his late mother, he meets up with the ghosts (mostly ghosts) of the people he's loved in his life, men and women both... It's spectacular, and speaks deeply to the kind of work you're doing here, but with a different and equally fascinating brain. Or bwain, as he would say. The way you are New York, he is Europe; and no other writer I know is Europe, as opposed to country-in-Europe. It's called Here Is Where We Meet... xo/V
Can't wait! Thanks so much, dear one. xxL
Love this book and especially the ghost of his mother
This is the first piece of yours I’ve read, and I’m floored! Your style is wonderfully unique.
So excited to meet you! Please come to the Zoom if possible. We talk about style as well as the subject matter of the pieces, such as the one about Francine Prose's book.
Laurie, I LOVE this so....and "It’s exciting to set sail on a late trip around the sun" arrived like a gift!
I'm in the midst of packing for our next move and I need to begin–like now–the process of sorting through volumes of paper, followed by purging my wardrobe - - yet again. So, Im leaving a few stories that I am living in, floating in my mind like clouds seeking refuge, because if I dare to visit them, hours will seduce me into believing they are only minutes. So- thank you, thank you, I will use your sail boat to get me to do what I hate most, sort and sift. Hugs from New York...soon to be back in NJ... though I dream of living in Hudson County, like you.....maybe that will be my last move.
This makes me happy to read! Thanks, xxL
Yay. xoxo
Wonderful. You transported me.
Happy to hear.
oh, how i laughed at this line: "When people speak of “facing reality,” they mean, “I’m depressed.” your description of richard walking to the bathroom like an animal in the forest is so wonderful! i love how your thoughts today hopscotch around from here to there. much enchantment in your language, again, to no one's surprise. xx
I thought it was time for a Leve piece, gathered from old pieces I like a line here and there. xxL
What is Leve?
Édouard Levé
Will duly google.
https://www.frieze.com/article/edouard-leve-dreamworld-unmoored-real
"Édouard Levé’s Dreamworld is Unmoored From the Real," followed too quick to breathe by "the novel Suicide (2008) ... Shortly after completing the manuscript in late 2007, Levé hanged himself in his Paris apartment." Reeling.
I think summer 22 at kgb bar was the reading we read together and met. Afterwards, I walked over and bought your book. I appreciated that you did not walk over and buy mine, as if we were trading. I then projected onto you that you are a person who has dispensed with social obligations and do what you want. I could imagine this being true but I don’t know. It was and is a welcome reminder we are owed nothing beyond an actual contract. Or it was even simpler, I’d written a children’s book and it was uninteresting. It’s all a happy memory. The drinks helped.
Sorry, love, if I caused any pain. I can be stunningly inobservent and obtuse. xxL
no pain! I found it liberating, the non quid-pro quo of it. LIke, in the macro sense, "we're all in this making art soup together" but in the micro and realistic or tactile sense, "I want to do this, I don't want to do that." No strings.
Thanks for the post, I liked it very much. The text has a typo. It should be Sammy Davis not David. The name is correct on the photo caption.
Thanks, I'll correct.
A wonderful journey!
Thanks, love!
All over the place in all the usual wonderful Laurie ways. A joy.
Thanks, dear L. My lobster dish freebie today!
A gift 🎁
Thank you.
So refreshing :)
Yet again I’ve almost cried and laughed out loud. Love your writing so much. I really hope my art can give people as many emotions as your writing gives
Thanks! Please come to the next Zoom if you can. July 27.
So much energy in this! And this - me too!: “I don't know how many times I have placed my nose against another nose. Mostly with my dog, I’m guessing.”
Terrific, Laurie. You're a Van Morrison for me. No matter what he sings, I'm happy to listen.
"You have to laugh at the beauty of being so young you find other people powerful. " I'm your age, I think, and I still find other people powerful.