RSSAn evening with Ernest
Sep 09
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I’ve been working oh-so-diligently on my homework this evening, so my self-portrait of the day is, of course, of me and my friend Hemingway. Read like a writer, I keep repeating to myself. I’m not sure it’s working. I’ve been so taught to read like…well, a critic, I suppose. I keep looking to deconstruct when I should be looking at how he did what he did and why, and what effect he achieved. Oops.
In other news, I can’t stop listening to “You don’t know me” by Ben Folds and Regina Spektor. It’s like a ginormous slice of pecan pie, but in music. My two most favorite people singing together.
And now, since I’ve got to get back to Ernest (we’ve got 50 more pages to go yet), I leave you with one of my favorite quotes from another of his works, A Moveable Feast:
“You expected to be sad in the fall. Part of you died each year when the leaves fell from the trees and their branches were bare against the wind and the cold, wintery light. But you knew there would always be the spring, as you knew the river would flow again after it was frozen. When the cold rains kept on and killed the spring, it was as though a young person died for no reason.”