That Shakespeherian Rag | Notes from a Literary Lad

In Lieu of Actual Content, Some Insight into the Nature of Yr. Humble Correspondent

Posted 6 September, 2007 in Uncategorized |

[T]he only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars … — On the Road

All regular readers of this site (you know who you are) — and, presumably, some interlopers — of course qualify.

I’m off to the Toronto International Film Festival from tomorrow through September 15th, so posts may be sporadic, or completely non-existent. Please don’t give up on me. I shall return. Bwahahaha …

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