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...that if we really worked at it, we’d eventually be able to produce good fiction?BJ: I’d be surprised if you couldn’t. There are different levels of success, different levels of aspiration for every writer. But I can speak for myself??I was such a horrible writer when I started. Yet I wanted it so badly, so I would read and write constantly. One of the ways that I think about it is if you enter an old house and you turn on a faucet, all of that sludgy...
...congresswoman campaigning on Clinton’s behalf. That said, her letter of resignation has all the contrite grace of a Molotov cocktail hurled into one’s former workplace. She writes, “I am stepping down from your finance committee so I can speak for myself??The Obama campaign is attacking me to hurt you. I won’t let that happen.” So, having issued her blunt rhetorical assault, the closest thing Clinton has to a historical precedent can only bring herself to apologize for a political misstep?...
...Most people—including myself??believe that to eliminate the tumor, one has to kill both the stem-like and the more differentiated cancer cells, but we may need to use approaches that are specific for each,” Polyak said...
...considered how to talk about higher education and the future, I found myself??historian that I am—returning to the past and, in particular, to a document that I encountered in my first year of graduate school. My cousin Jack Gilpin, Class of ’73, read a section of it at Memorial Church this morning. As John Winthrop sat on board the ship Arbella in 1630, sailing across the Atlantic to found the Massachusetts Bay Colony, he wrote a charge to his band of settlers, a charter for their new beginnings. He offered what...
...start of the end of the world,” Rob-Thom narrates via song. We learn that contemporary history is more about Rob Thomas’s desperate inner-state than you ever realized (“I started crying and I couldn’t stop myself??), and shift nervously in our seats. Rob fixes you with his crazy, crazy eyes—and so you relent to play therapist to his apocalyptic paranoia a tad bit longer. Rob, Lord of Time, then leads you through a quick stock-film montage: Muhammad Ali fights! Feminism rules...