I’ve been keeping a list on my arm of things to order, and right now it says:
- Watermelon
- Sugar cereal
Which makes me think of this:
Monthly Archive for June, 2008
Lord knows why, but I wandered into Urban Outfitters today. I spun around in a daze for about 8 minutes, then left, really excited that I’m going to camp on Friday. The next two months will be spent making giant pots of chili, wearing an apron, teaching kids about sourdough, and hanging out in the woods where my phone doesn’t work. Things are gonna be good.
If you have any suggestions about what I should do with the campers (I’m in charge of food-based education stuff), I’d love to know. Right now my notebooks are full of lists that include growing sprouts, making jam, baking bread, talking about the whole local/organic/etc debate, planting an herb garden, pickling eggs, having a Kraft Dinner vs Real Mac’n'Cheese cook-off, making ritz cracker “apple” pie…
I think that Annie Dillard is the exact literary opposite of David Foster Wallace. Short deliberate sentences, short chapters. Lots of divisions, of ideas and thoughts. Reading Annie Dillard, I’m finding it hard to put the book down, desiring to read one more paragraph or section or oh look the next chapter is only 6 pages. I think that if The Writing Life was a thousand pages and Infinite Jest was merely 150, The Writing Life would still be shorter.
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