Of course if one is thinking about community/citizen/consumer one must also be thinking about Moure, particularly the trilogy–Sheephish Beauty/Civilian Love, Frame of the Book, and O Cididan. And yes, lets talk about those. But lets start with Furious–or at least I’m going to start there, because it was my introduction to Moure. Posts to come...

…the individual is merely the residue of the experience of the dissolution of community. By its nature–as its name indicates, it is the atom, the indivisable–the individual reveals that it is the abstract result of a decomposition.Jean Luc Nancy The Inoperative Community Capitalism and fragmentation…the dissolution of community. Citizen/consumers. Borderless is not a reality (realty)....

This last quote from Zaha Hadid and below Robertson’s elaboration: Could we differentiate like this in writing please? Could we recognize that arbitrariness is not in itself liberatory? Is arbitrariness truly attractive? How far can randomness go? How could a text partially occupy a site? By scrupulously pursuing a logic it thus transforms to an...

Check it out. By the way, Lisa, yes, I’ll report on the Zaha Hadid show. And the Eva Hesse too, in short order.

Friday, 6pm. $6 bucks gets you a drink and an earful. Followed by open mic. Sign up early. Cornelia Street Cafe is of course on Cornelia Street, in the village.

Someone, somewhere is having this precise thought. Now. Or now. They are thinking it as they peel away a bit of knee-scab. Remnants of a library tumble. The fringed skin. Or now on a train to Rangpur, tugging on his hair, or ear, sucking in his right cheek, thinking why am I not original?

Found myself in Times Square this weekend…two Broadway shows: Avenue Q and Faith Healer which couldn’t be more drastically different in terms of a theater experience. Still, neither worth writing about…Sweeney Todd and The History Boys were sold out, but I suspect they would have been worth writing about.

Bake sale at the Maronite church, Brooklyn Heights.

Well now. There’s a new queer journal on the scene, and get this, it’s on the international scene, and get this, it’s actually kinda queer. With all the mainstreaming of queer literature these days this could be a cool drink of water…but I haven’t actually seen an issue yet so this is pure speculation on...

Those of you in New York will remember Nathalie from the belladonna reading she did last fall with Rachel Zolf. Once again I ask, where does mclennan find the time?

Those of you in New York will remember Nathalie from the belladonna reading she did last fall with Rachel Zolf. Once again I ask, where does mclennan find the time?

My own comments about Christie’s first book are still rambling around in my head, as is my question about what it is that I desire in a book, as opposed to work one encounters in other ways. What is this “completeness” that I’m after and is it purely subjective. Someone once told me that my...

Always a good day when BorderCrossings arrives at the door. I’m wondering what “post-minimalist” really is, and kind of excited about this thinking of this, and I’m taken with Fay Heavyshield.

Foucault et le NON du pere, by Anne Carson Anne Carson’s offering includes drawings, or as she describes them, “an alternate comic.” Louise Bourgeois chooses red ink. She also plays with the page… from Louise Bourgeois Perhaps what is most enviable about Horn’s project is the sheer joy of it. Recently in an interview I...

Always a good day when BorderCrossings arrives at the door. I’m wondering what “post-minimalist” really is, and kind of excited about this thinking of this, and I’m taken with Fay Heavyshield.

A conversation I’ve had often lately with many different folks–from agents to writers to academics–focusses on the right to enter into, quote from, and expand upon the texts of others. Skeptical as I am about the intention of many academics, I do of course, argue for access. Particularly creative access. One Stephen Joyce however, elevates...

It’s safe to say the summer posts will be random and scattered, but strands of thought will, I hope remain somewhat consistant, if not on one another’s heels… Further to my post on the expectations of “the book” I offer a quote from the recent Lisa Robertson interview in the Chicago Review: My books are...