A brief post about an eight-hour story.
On Daniel Swift’s journey into Saint Elizabeth’s mental hospital with Ezra Pound.
I read a biography of the great Italian filmmaker Pier Paolo Pasolini that gets into the weeds of political and literary debates so deep as to lose sight of his art.
Reading a novel set in my current city three decades ago made me wonder how important setting is for fiction. Let’s talk about it.
The director angrily replied that the movie needed to be slower at the beginning so bored audience members would realize they were in the wrong theater and leave early, thus weeding them out.
Ordinary Sunday Brunch with Sunday Morning cultural links to stories about music, art, history, and food to read, share, and discuss.
Warning: glitter farts may occur within.