Christian Molenaar

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Category: Nothings

  • May 19, 18—

    May 19, 2025

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    Nothings

    “I’m thinking about writing a book,” I said, “a book that would be a sort of symptomatic journal of my disease that could serve as a source of information for doctors and literary types both. This idea came knocking at my door as twilight fell… I let it seduce me as though I were just… Read more

  • A Movable Festival

    May 10, 2025

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    Nothings

    May-day — I forget whether by Zenobia’s sole decree, or by the unanimous vote of our community — had been declared a movable festival. It was deferred until the sun should have had a reasonable time to clear away the snowdrifts along the lee of the stone walls, and bring out a few of the… Read more

  • Mustered

    May 9, 2025

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    Nothings

    Donald Barthelme, “The Expedition” Read more

  • Everything Turns to Bile

    May 4, 2025

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    Nothings

    …The doors and the ground are unstable, shifting… And yet something makes you want to go further, to see if you’ll have the strength to retrieve your reason from the wreckage. Reason can easily become an obsession, as good humor and sleep are for neurasthenics. All you can think of is your reason. Everything’s out… Read more

  • There Was Fear

    May 3, 2025

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    Nothings

    3 May. Bistritz. Left Munich at 8.35 p.m. on 1st May, arriving at Vienna early next morning; should have arrived at 6.46, but train was an hour late. Buda-Pesth seems a wonderful place, from the glimpse which I got of it from the train and the little I could walk through the streets. I feared… Read more

  • Much Too Young, As They Always Say

    May 1, 2025

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    Nothings

    Nearly all the larger buildings in W. and the surrounding area, the school, the railway station in Haslach and the turbine powerhouse, which supplied the entire district with electricity, had been designed on the drawing board of Ambrose and constructed under his supervision. He had died of a stroke, much too young as they always… Read more

  • Psychodontics

    April 29, 2025

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    Nothings

    “Ha, ha, ha! You will be finding enjoyment in toothache next,” you cry, with a laugh. Read more

  • The Torment of Another’s Grief

    April 27, 2025

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    Nothings

    After a Canzoni by Pound, After a Ballata by Dante Ezra Pound might be stalking me from the past. Read more

  • Ever in Good Stead

    April 26, 2025

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    Nothings

    April 26. I go to encounter for the millionth time the reality of experience and to forge in the smithy of my soul the uncreated conscience of my race. Read more

  • April 24, 18—

    April 24, 2025

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    Nothings

    Have I already mentioned that I had a myopic relative who worked as an eye doctor and who fished with a tall reed, looking through opera glasses? His near-sightedness imposed a necessary punctiliousness to his movements and even intentions. As a result, he was meticulous in all things. I inherited his enormous delight in neatness.… Read more

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“And if you can’t shape your life the way you want, at least try as much as you can not to degrade it…”

Constantine P. Cavafy