tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post4705020983158747030..comments2024-01-28T03:56:39.351-08:00Comments on TOM CLARK: The Diminishing Increase of an AuthorUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-14378162301755345622011-06-30T01:16:36.537-07:002011-06-30T01:16:36.537-07:00I enjoyed every bit of this. Many thanks for the s...I enjoyed every bit of this. Many thanks for the stern reminder.. <br /><br />To write better than one lives is patently easy. <br />(Esp. when you've mentioned the 'studios'.) <br />And then as Don says its easy being a monk on the mountain.adityahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16078144194220301083noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-27383337734964985622011-06-30T01:08:20.202-07:002011-06-30T01:08:20.202-07:00One doesn't know what it is about contemporary...One doesn't know what it is about contemporary Authors that drives one so nutty. Perhaps it's all that Face time. There are over 13,000 photos of contemporary Authors available in public domain. Where are the JD Salingers now that we need them, the shrinking violet authors, hid away in their bunkers, unseen. The mute inglorious Miltons, the impossible-to-pry-our-of-their-writing-rooms Prousts.<br /><br />But... the sour grapes effusions of one fated forever to remain beyond the pale of the Author tribe.<br /><br />What! Author? You're having a laugh. <br /><br />And to illustrate that humiliation, to put a fine point on it, yet again -- the abyss between the status Author and the categorical blogger, that is -- we are currently undergoing a Blogger Disruption of Service.<br /><br />All due apologies for any inconvenience to anybody who is deprived the experience of reading these words due to technical & c. <br /><br />As punishment, it seems, for recently upgrading Firefox (which as it happens is not a subsidiary of our Blogger Mothership), one is now locked out of one's own dashboard, and gets an Error 400 Message when one dares try to ascend the perilous ladder into the secret door high on the wall of the boiler room of Blogger. Beyond that door lies the engine room, the ark of the covenant, the Sanctuary.<br /><br />An Error 400 Message is brute stuff. Think: Rule 30, the blind replication of the cellular automaton.<br /><br />I mean, this is real life, of a sort, as well as Unreal Life, of a sure and certainty.<br /><br />But WERE one an Author masquerading (for a lark) as a blogger... oh the unthinkableness of it... who might one better call upon, in a pass such as this (Error 400 could take some heavy lifting, more than one could ask of a mere slip of an Author)... but a burly, bristly bear of an Authorial mechanick like the one posed upon the pipes atop this post.TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-27773539736184967512011-06-29T17:42:51.976-07:002011-06-29T17:42:51.976-07:00I enjoyed this a lot -- especially the Dictionary ...I enjoyed this a lot -- especially the Dictionary excerpts and Doctor Johnson references.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-26714743562778786842011-06-29T17:27:53.295-07:002011-06-29T17:27:53.295-07:00(Adam) Johnson's "Teen Sniper" was u...(Adam) Johnson's "Teen Sniper" was unforgettably haunting when I caught it in Harper's a few years ago. The present reflected in a very possible future. Normalcy is accepted as just that even as the norm changes toward the horrible day by day. Thanks, Tom, for the reminder of this author's work.VINCENT FARNSWORTHhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09840705566779483677noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-25953899148325547952011-06-29T16:57:51.154-07:002011-06-29T16:57:51.154-07:00this Mai Saito is a manufactured
movie star
a &q...this Mai Saito is a manufactured <br />movie star<br /><br />a "writer of a book" ?<br /><br />no wonder our Present is so fucking stupid!Ed Bakerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11285310130024785775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-21541081584133498402011-06-29T06:41:31.166-07:002011-06-29T06:41:31.166-07:00Tom,
"atop cloudy peaks" (or, yesterday...Tom,<br /><br />"atop cloudy peaks" (or, yesterday again, rainy ones). . . .<br /><br />6.29<br /><br />grey whiteness of fog against invisible<br />ridge, song sparrow calling from branch<br />in foreground, sound of wave in channel<br /><br /> opposite of unconcealed, if<br /> as one is approaching<br /><br /> picture’s world, the viewer<br /> inside it, to be that<br /><br />grey white fog against invisible ridge,<br />silver of drops splashing into channelSTEPHEN RATCLIFFEhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12339481653546188412noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-58703127292904748942011-06-29T04:02:31.031-07:002011-06-29T04:02:31.031-07:00ahhhh
those "common cares of mankind" w...ahhhh<br /><br />those "common cares of mankind" will get-chu ever' time !Ed Bakerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11285310130024785775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-73504696723091897292011-06-29T04:01:19.730-07:002011-06-29T04:01:19.730-07:00Thanks for the reminder, Tom, that it is easy to b...Thanks for the reminder, Tom, that it is easy to be a monk on the mountain ...<br /><br />DonIssa's Untidy Huthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07352841590717991698noreply@blogger.com