Written on the painting was a single word. That word was: "John Lennon I have been sent from the future and you must break up the Beatles to prevent the formation of a computer which will murder us all."
Next time you feel like you've been banging your head against the wall and it's time to give up your dreams and passion projects, do what I do: read a list of famous "late bloomers" to convince yourself that you still have time.
Should you find, whilst entertaining friends and wearing your finest frock at a public assembly or a private ball, that you are suddenly disrupted, surrounded and confronted by a wash (rabble?) of those most unbecoming, debased, and uncouth of guests, the Undead, I am in hopes that the following will help you assess what is the proper way to respond, in a manner befitting ladies and gentlemen.
Karl Ove Knausgaard is a Norwegian writer who recently traveled the United States and chronicled his experiences for The New York Times Magazine in a series called “My Saga.” Collected here are excerpts redacted from the final series to make word count and, as one editor proposed, avoid “excessive existentialism.”
The Grand Canyon
“Photographs and description failed to prepare me for the canyon’s unimpeachable vastness. In