the shimmering gooey veil

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Oh heck. It's been a bit, hasn't it?

Anyway: I've got a graphic novel roundup up at the New York Times right now, and have been running around New York like a headless Tofurky, taking brutal advantage of my editors' dining expense accounts and my friends' patience with me. And developing what I attempted to will into being just an allergic reaction to something in the apartment, but has ultimately manifested itself as a Sudafed Big Gulp of a cold. Hence loopy. Hence also not posting as much as I ought to.

I did, however, get to see this week's batch of Suzan-Lori Parks' 365 Days/365 Plays, thanks to the excellent Liz G. A bit like a staging of a particularly good NaNoWriMo, a bit like Kenneth Koch's undeservedly out-of-print One Thousand Avant Garde Plays.

Plus: Shortbus, which is lovely in a very Me and You and Everyone We Know way, and made me miss New York the way that New York itself doesn't so much at this point, and yes, I recognized a bunch of people in it. Going to Rubulad for years will do that.

More when the Sudafed hallucinations wear off.

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