Henry Moore, from his little-seen ‘Edward Gorey’ phase.
I enjoyed it a lot. I’m a fan of all her books. I find them involving and moving and I like seeing how she pushes against traditional novelistic narrative form. Have you read it? More here: bsky.app/profile/jona...
Or, let’s fuck things up a little. You’re only allowed to meet cute with people as ‘non-matched’ with each other as Intermezzo’s characters. Men in their young-20s must approach women in their mid-30s, and vice versa. Men in their mid-30s must approach a) women in young 20s or b) problematic exes.
Of all the terrible tweets credited to sausagey-sounding clerics, this one is by Father Wurst.
Books on the tube: Segu by Maryse Condé Intermezzo by Sally Rooney Sapiens by by Yuval Noah Harari Iron Gold by Pierce Brown
How to write a paragraph: You set up your idea on a stable surface, pull on the cord protruding from its back and set it going. It cycles through its complex sequence of movements, some of them preordained, some of them extemporised, until it ends up, somehow surprisingly, back where it started.
A 🧵on my umpteenth reread of The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie by Muriel Spark. Can't see myself never reading this again. It may well end up the book I've read the most in my life, the novel certainly.
Look at her! How could you not?
The ending of The Last Days of Disco. More precisely walking out, on my own, of the matinee showing at the Odeon West End into a brightly sunlit Leicester Square and feeling the film's exhilaration, its sense of dynamism and community and melancholy optimism all travel out and onwards with me.
A 🧵on my umpteenth reread of The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie by Muriel Spark. Can't see myself never reading this again. It may well end up the book I've read the most in my life, the novel certainly.