Christian Molenaar

Category: Nothings

  • Sunny Day of a Green Spring

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    RIP Amparo Dávila, who died on this day five years ago. Read more

  • April 15

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    Met her today point-blank in Grafton Street. The crowd brought us together. We both stopped. She asked me why I never came, said she had heard all sorts of stories about me. This was only to gain time. Asked me, was I writing poems? About whom? I asked her. This confused her more and I… Read more

  • The Facts of Life

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    As a wedding present for his sister Suzanne and his close friend Jean Crotti, who were married in Paris on April 14, 1919, Duchamp instructed the couple by letter to hang a geometry book by strings on the balcony of their apartment so that the wind could “go through the book, choose its own problems,… Read more

  • Dead Can Dance

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    Journal entry for April 13th: Day like any other. Read more

  • The Gates of Dawn

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    He stared at her without speaking for fully half a minute and then he nodded. “And what day is this, Jane?” Read more

  • Untitled 6108

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    And blowing the most recent Pynchon news out of the water, Penguin Random House announced today the October 7th publication of Shadow Ticket, Pynchon’s latest novel. Read more

  • Modern Art

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    I looked at the façade of the clinic through the slightly fogged window of the taxi and understood that what lay behind it, more than anything, even more than madness, was solitude, which is perhaps the subtlest or at least the most lucid of the forms that madness can take. Read more

  • A Small Success

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    There was the story of the man who went to pieces, and there was the story of the high and iron fence. There was the saga of Uncle Simon, the Hen Woods burning, and the hunt for Hog Bellman. He had them all. Hours, weeks, months — a life — they’d cost him. Were they… Read more

  • A Curious Kind of Reptile

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    Another odd typesetting error, this time from the Bantam Classics pressing of Charlotte Brontë’s Villette. Read more

  • The Gray and Stony Coast

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    On the second of April David Brown with Long Webster and Toadvine set out for the town of San Diego on the old Mexican coast for the purpose of obtaining supplies. They took with them a string of packanimals and they left at sunset, riding up out of the trees and looking back at the… Read more

Thought:

“It’s inside myself that I must create someone who will understand.”

Clarice Lispector

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