I've been up for about twenty minutes, and in that time, I've arranged three vases of cabbage roses, holding up surprisingly well after four or five days, drowsy and redolent of fresh air and near-spring, ordered one jacquard dress and one silk gown, and moved a couple of things so that it will be easy to have two chairs delivered this morning. They're from the same period as Madame Bovary, which I'll offer my thoughts on tonight, alongside Michael Cunningham, Pulitzer Prize-winning author of The Hours, at Time Out New York's book club at McNally Jackson in SoHo. Do come, and let's discuss greyhounds and balls, and seductive lovers, and living in the country, and mistakes, desire, and wanting to be free.
Mistakes. Desire. Must they always be a team? The wrong thing is always the right thing: my motto.
Posted by: Gary Michael Porter | February 28, 2012 at 01:30 PM