“Like so many aging college people, Pnin had long since ceased to notice the existence of students on the campus.”
Vladimir Nabokov, Pnin
Terry Teachout on the arts in New York City
“Like so many aging college people, Pnin had long since ceased to notice the existence of students on the campus.”
Vladimir Nabokov, Pnin
Positively crushed right now by heaps and heaps of work. Project full recovery and return in two weeks when critical deadline has passed. Until then.
I’ve now changed all of the Top Five and “Out of the Past” picks and updated the “Teachout in Commentary” module, so if you haven’t visited the right-hand column lately, do so.
It took longer than I expected for me to shake off whatever bug it was that laid me low two weeks ago. Nothing short of an ambulance ride is enough to shut me down completely, though, and I’ve been keeping fairly busy despite my intermittent absences from this space.
Among other things, I saw two plays, one of them in the company of Mr. My Stupid Dog, who was in New York for a few days and kindly consented to accompany me last Friday to the Signature Theatre Company
“Only a mediocre writer is always at his best.”
W. Somerset Maugham, introduction to The Portable Dorothy Parker
I’ve just given the right-hand column an extensive updating. New items abound. Take a gander.
I am now officially over the flu. Regular blogging resumes on Monday!
I kept on seeing shows while I was sick, and I report on three of them in today
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