Monday, August 27, 2007
Thursday, June 7, 2007
Finding Me
Of interest to the editor:
There is something about summer that relaxes the mind and slows down work. Major publications have times when they put out less issues or less coverage. Bodies have night, a daily summer that rejuvenates the muscles. I need rejuvenation. With some variation I've posted a blog entry fairly regularly since its creation. This summer though, I'm smothered in a new city, at a company overflowing with intellectualism -it's a lot to take in. So I'm going to retire Of Interest until August. By then I hope to have another writer on board -a close friend who complains as much if not more than I do. Until then,
au revoir.
There is something about summer that relaxes the mind and slows down work. Major publications have times when they put out less issues or less coverage. Bodies have night, a daily summer that rejuvenates the muscles. I need rejuvenation. With some variation I've posted a blog entry fairly regularly since its creation. This summer though, I'm smothered in a new city, at a company overflowing with intellectualism -it's a lot to take in. So I'm going to retire Of Interest until August. By then I hope to have another writer on board -a close friend who complains as much if not more than I do. Until then,
au revoir.
Labels:
intellectualism,
New York City,
rejuvenation,
summer,
The New Yorker
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