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November 3, 2011

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Prairie Home Nemesis embraces blog culture’s better attributes in the pursuit of Fake Literary High-Gossip. Those better attributes are not the journal entry daily retinue of the roar of banality, but rather blog culture’s absurdly free, insane Op-Ed nature. I can say anything I want to. I will cite no sources. I will make impossible […]

what if the great american novel is like jesus? reviled in its home town

November 3, 2011

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in lieu of Kevin Sheilds, which I know is old news, blaming the Idea of the Novel for the bad crop of contemporary novels is like those physicians of the plague years who blamed the rats and not the flees; they’re ignoring the middle man, the real devil, the market, which is always hoping, hope […]

thou art being asked a question

November 3, 2011

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Last year while reading aloud a short essay of mine in a church basement, I asked a question that tempted the wrath of the Lord, the fire alarm went off and we all had to go outside. I will not repeat the question, out of fear and humility. But did I really learn my lesson? Because doesn’t claiming […]

Jane Austen’s Northanger Abbey: a review

October 29, 2010

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What use is a novel that refuses to discuss metaphysics? What on earth is it good for if it does not examine the Soul? Or Death? Or explains, as Douglas Adams has it, Life, The Universe and Everything? These are the themes I want in the novels that I read. I want the big questions […]

Love a Book, Read a Woman

July 31, 2010

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If Kierkegaard meant for his whole project to provoke cartoons and gossip that tear him down and make fun of him, then my own small work is justified. Because lets face it, the poor bastard just didn’t understand women. That’s why we’re left with all these crazy books. Of course we might say given the biographical data that SK made a brave sacrifice of faith in breaking it off with Regine. But I won’t and I will say instead he was just chicken shit and because of that he was forced to go to bed with Hegel and not a hot mama.

An Inconvenient Beheading

March 24, 2010

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A few months after Hurricane Catrina I went with my old boss, Bruce, down to New Orleans for an experiment in Entrepreneurial Philanthropy. We went with heat machines in order to dry out houses. The experiment didn’t work, no one hired us Yankees, I didn’t get paid and my Boss lost twenty five thousand dollars. […]

Is Walker Percy Really Binx Bolling?

February 7, 2010

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 I have a photo of a young Walker Percy in line to go to a movie. Is this a clue? It’s a fine photo and a nice coincidence, as someone may in the future write: Walker Percy: The Real Moviegoer. But was Walker Percy in despair? And isn’t it sometimes the case that you […]