May 20, 2013 • 74 notes • ebay.com
oldloves: Ione Skye & Ad-Rock the couple were married from 1992 to 1999 She looks like his proud mother at his high school graduation. This one was not built to last, and the power suit really doesn’t help. 

oldloves:

Ione Skye & Ad-Rock

the couple were married from 1992 to 1999

She looks like his proud mother at his high school graduation. This one was not built to last, and the power suit really doesn’t help. 

May 14, 2013 • 114 notes • shelf-awareness.com
If given the opportunity, meet your idols and gush like the village idiot. Some of them are still people and like to be reminded why their publicists dragged them to New York.

BEA tips from Shelf Awareness (via rachelfershleiser)

Love this tip. I gush at my idols whenever possible. Everyone likes to hear that their work has made an impression. And these are writers, after all, who almost never get recognized on the street. Give them some glory!

(via rachelfershleiser)

May 10, 2013 • 2 notes • vulture.com
I also am a big fan of the episode where Ray pushes Donna down the stairs. And I’m probably a fan of it for a different reason than most people. Most people are like, “Oh my God. Poor Donna.” And I’m like, “Oh my God. I can’t believe that stunt double they used.” They literally — if you really look closely — it was this woman, but she was, like, very muscular and short and stocky, like that build. And when I was that age I was very thin and little and petite. And they just had this horrible blonde wig shoved on her. And I just remember looking and I’m like, “She doesn’t look like me whatsoever.” And they’re like, “Don’t worry. It happens so fast, no one will know.” And still to this day, when I look at the episode, I see me standing there and then all of a sudden I see — boom, boom, boom — someone else going down. I’m like, It could very well be a man in a wig. You can’t tell the difference. It could be anyone. It looks so bad. It looks like a skit.
Tori Spelling on ‘Donna Martin Graduates’ — Vulture
May 10, 2013 • 11 notes
Fleurs

Fleurs

May 8, 2013 • 13 notes
Time to revise. (Note: my bed is naked, but I’m working on it anyway.)

Time to revise. (Note: my bed is naked, but I’m working on it anyway.)

May 6, 2013 • 38 notes • nprfreshair

nprfreshair:

When I lived in Brooklyn, one of my favorite things to do was to walk from my home in Clinton Hill down Atlantic Avenue, hang a left on Court Street, walk a few blocks down Court and hang another left into Book Court. There, I might browse a bit, keep to myself, buy a book or two, then find a bar nearby to go sit at and read in peace with a glass of wine. It was the kind of indulgence that feels especially indulgent in New York, where time and money both seem to disappear at a faster rate than in other places. It was also an indulgence that was always worth it. After having given myself that time to walk and browse and buy and read and drink, I felt like I’d gone on some mini-staycation.

Just about anyone who loves books and who lives — or used to live — in New York loves Book Court. It’s an institution, and a great one. One, too, for which an expansion of territory could only be a good thing.

Bibliobarn in upstate New York is for sale. Book Court wants to buy it. That seems like a good idea, right?

Go BookCourt! Give them your money!

May 6, 2013 • 17 notes • thompsonted

Ted Thompson: Where Fiction Comes From (An Open Letter to My Parents)

thompsonted:

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Dear Mom and Dad,

I had imagined writing something like this by hand or on the typewriter and sending it to you as an old-fashioned letter, folded like a bookmark in a bound copy of the galleys, and maybe I still will, but as I was washing the dishes the other night it occurred to me that…

Love this, Ted. 

May 4, 2013 • 12 notes
Stupidly beautiful

Stupidly beautiful

May 2, 2013 • 3 notes

from today’s Daily Candy

SEE
A Lot of Sorrow
What: As part of artist Ragnar Kjartansson’s installation, The National plays their heart-wrenching song “Sorrow” for six hours straight (that’s approximately 103 times by our calculations).
Why: Take the proverbial knife and twist, all in the name of art. 
When: Sun., noon-6 p.m.
Where: MoMA PS1, 22-25 Jackson Ave., at 46th Ave., Long Island City. Tickets ($15) at momaps1.org. Map It

Ouch. Poor guys. Did they lose a bet?

April 30, 2013 • 52 notes
Finished first draft. Time to eat some mothereffing chocolate.

Finished first draft. Time to eat some mothereffing chocolate.