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Friday, February 3, 2023

Voices in the Dark and Other Misreadings

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I have just reread Jennifer Egan’s   The Candy House,  which came out last year .     The first time I read it I was much dazzled.     But t...
Monday, December 5, 2022

Random : My Untitled Documents

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  I have a folder on my desktop labeled “Random” in which none of the documents were given titles and instead were automatically “titled” by...
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Thursday, September 8, 2022

In Praise of Long Sentences

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I’ve heard it said that typing out a whole, admired, book is a good exercise for writers.     I’ve  never done it.     But I have typed out ...
Sunday, July 17, 2022

Taking Care of Monkeys: My Last Director's Welcome

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You will all remember that my method here is to steal words from people much smarter than myself. Mary Ruefle remembers “a reading WS Merwin...
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Saturday, June 4, 2022

Mus[eum]ings

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  I was born in Detroit and return to visit family once or twice a year.  Each visit I make the short pilgrimage to the Detroit Institute of...
Monday, April 11, 2022

Richard Howard, Graduate School, Lost Friends

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In the late 1980s when I was graduate student at the University of Utah, Richard Howard visited for a whole semester.  As a fiction writer I...
Sunday, February 13, 2022

"I Put a Spell on You," Southern California 1985

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  In “Annunciation,” ( The New Yorker , Feb 14 & 21, 2022) a new story by Lauren Groff, the main  character, young, impoverished, and re...
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David Stevenson
I am a writer and a mountain traveler who lives on the central Oregon coast. The fact that I don't really know what a blog is apparently hasn't yet disqualified me from "having" one. I've published five books: Letters from Chamonix, winner of the Banff Mountain Book Award for fiction in 2014; Warnings Against Myself: Meditations on a Life in Climbing; the novel, Forty Crows; High Places, Sacrifices, Mysteries; and Points of Astonishment: Alpine Stories. I grow old, I grow old, I wear my trousers rolled.
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