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(group member since Mar 05, 2009)
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She was probably relentlessly tormented in high school.
Sour women with no sense of humor about sex... why do they seem to be EVERYwhere?!

And thank you for considering me in drunk bingo. I'd HATE to miss it. :)


Well, ok, the rent-a-cops followed a group of me and my coworkers down the sidewalk at 3:30 am and told us to "move along." To sweeten the pot, they were the security guards for the headquarters building of the company where we all work.


I'm going to lodge a complaint I've leveled before - this writing is just too tight and neat and no one's guts are on the table. Oh, she does a fine job detailing the grief, and what humidity feels like, and what it's like to have an affair with your boss and realize you're in love with him...
I have the same issue with Franzen, who is everyone's favorite whipping boy right now, but in a different way. His characters are messy people, but his writing is too neat and so fucking DEPRESSING because, you know, when are the characters going to put more than a toe over the line or in the water to move their lives?
This is why I love Faulkner, Kerouac, DFW, Hemingway... they write MESSY, they wrote as though it was ALL on the line. They wrote with their GUTS on the fucking table. They saw the line, and they jumped over it, and then they jumped over a few more. Fuck the neatness. Screw trying to tell us the precise movement of grief as though it were a second hand on a stopwatch. Give me something to pull into ME and understand the world, and people in a new way; give me something I can feel, and look at, and have evolving thoughts and feelings about over time.
So yeah. I think maybe someone else should lead the discussion...


I read his piece and thought meh. Way too enmeshed in current ideas of psychology, too much navel gazing. But I think that of him in general and can't figure out why he's such a big deal. But then, Wharton is one of my favorite writers ever and House of Mirth is my favorite of hers. We did a group read of it a few years ago.
After more consideration, he does FAR too subjective a take on her. I find those interpretations of writer's lives (and really anyone) to be far more of a reflection on the person doing the interpreting than the person whose lives they see fit to interpret.
Maybe Franzen doesn't think HE'S pretty enough.