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I Gave Up Writing Blurbs Because You Make One Friend And 200 Enemies.

I Think The Pattern Of My Essays Is, A Funny Thing Happened To Me On My Way Through Finnegans Wake.

Jane Austen Is At The End Of The Line That Begins With Samuel Richardson, Which Takes Wonder And Magic Out Of The Novel, Treats Not The Past But The Present.

When I Was 12 Years Old, Someone Took Me To See Martha Graham. It Was Nothing Like What I Thought Of As Serious Dancing And Even Then I Knew I Was Having A Great Experience. It Was As If Somebody Was Moving Through Space Like No One Ever Did Before.

I Liked Camille Paglia. I Liked Her Even Better When I Heard Her Talk.