Greetings, August. Here’s your latest slice of Miltionian.
ITEM: The latest installment of Fort Saint Davids semi-irregular reading series, Literary Mixtape, is about make its long-awaited return, on September 8th, 2011. Mark your calendars!
ITEM: Still no camera. Use your imagination when I tell you it looks really nice here in Portland this time of year.
ITEM: I’m reading a collection of short stories by Ann Beattie. They’re great. I think 1970’s New York City is my new 1920’s Paris.
ITEM: I applied to be the Slate Cultural Blogger. I hope I get the job!
ITEM: Coz the truth is, I’d rather do this stuff for money. Don’t get me wrong, I love you guys, you completely silent 100-hits-per-day Miltonian audience (honestly outside of a few friends I have absolutely no idea who any of you are and despite there having been a comments section for the near-five-years the Miltonian has existed no one has really left comments since I left Philly), but you gotta realize on my end this mostly feels like I’m just talking to hear myself talk, and if I wanted to do that I’d actually just talk to hear myself talk because talking is more fun and hurts my fingers less than typing.
ITEM: This George Saunders story is the best story I’ve read in the New Yorker all year.
Here’s a picture of some voles: