That’s from Regina Spektor’s On the Radio, which is where I have been quite a bit over the past few weeks.
Here I talk to Celeste Headlee at The Takeaway
Here I talk to Bob Johnson on Blog Talk Radio about lying, race, happiness, adolescence and Northern VA.
Here my slightly underslept and giggly alter ego talks to T Hetzel on Living Writers about and families, editing, female friendships, and Mariah Carey. They let me pick my own music, but poor Kanye West did not make the cut, probably because he cursed too much for the radio, so just in case you needed the warning I’m known for running my mouth, I will not be accountable for what comes out…
DC folks, on Sunday at 11 am I’ll be on Washington Watch with Roland Martin.
I am trying desperately to write a blog post that it not about my book, but right now this blog is in line behind a stack of student papers that need grading. I have been working on a blog post about “The Great American Novel,” and all of the visible and invisible assumptions that operate within that phrase, and I was thinking about Jonathan Franzen’s Freedom, and the book I’d vote for (based on both quality and content)were there a Great American Novel election, Colson Whitehead’s John Henry Days, and then out of curiosity I looked up some early reviews of John Henry Days to see if there was Great American Novel language being thrown around, and I found the New York Times Review of John Henry Days, which was actually written by Jonathan Franzen, and then I felt like I’d fallen into some sort of rabbit hole and needed a longer period of focus to say anything about any of it that hadn’t been said a million times before, and long periods of focus are exactly what the lovely but crazy past month of my life has lacked.
Non-self promotional posts soon, I promise. Also, pictures.