Touching, literature, cleaning, nude photography, my dog's beard, removing stitches(anybody have any..i'll do it for free), plants, dancing like a crazy fool, cooking, safety pins, watching people, forehead kisses, collecting data for the next great american novel, criticizing everything, historical restoration, thunder, grammar, fantasizing.
Sylvia Plath when i'm feeling sorry for myself.
Harold Bloom- I aspire to be as right and ruthless a critic as he.
Walt Whitman- I just became a disciple and I've only seen him from a distance.
In my car right now: The Kinks, Louis Prima, Fiona Apple, Stevie Wonder, Lucinda Williams, John Coltrane.
I'm on a huge Woody Allen kick right now.
no tv for me :(
Anything written by a dead white guy-and anything else Harold Bloom would approve of, Margaret Atwood, and for god's sake I never want to read another science fiction novel again...ever