He can’t even email, but McCain, miraculously, created the Blackberry. (Thanks, Max.)
No doubt you’ve seen: Have we reached the end of book publishing as we know it? (Also, a rebuttal.)
Philip Connor’s Diary of a Fire Lookout appears in the current Paris Review, and in State by State he considers Minnesota.
Thanks for the condolences, everyone. Times like these, I like to soothe myself with the devout pessimist’s mantra: Things could always be worse. To that end, I’m rereading As I Lay Dying. My father’s latest intrigue notwithstanding, at least Sister and I don’t have to help him forge a flooded river with our grandpa’s casket. I don’t have much time . . .