The first and last sentences.

The above picture is from My First Dictionary, one of my new favorite blogs. Check it out!

That said, this will be a short post because, well, can you believe I’m still not feeling well? I feel better than I did last weekend, but I may in fact be dying. I’m not oink oinking yet, but you never know, people. This could be swine flu!

A few days ago Lollipop sent me a link to a video interview with Amy Hempel, whom you’ll remember is my favorite author. It’s a really interesting discussion, not just for the little insights to how she writes and her fear of bad sentences (and the reiteration that before she ever sits down to write a story, she always knows what the first and last sentences will be), but because she also reads part of a new story she’s working on. Very cool stuff.

Speaking of writers and short stories, and speaking of J.G. Ballard specifically, this is his last short story from before he died, entitled “The Dying Fall.” It starts like this:

Three years have passed since the collapse of the Tower of Pisa, but only now can I accept the crucial role that I played in the destruction of this unique landmark.

Very interesting.

The pages are still blank, but there is a miraculous feeling of the words being there, written in invisible ink and clamoring to become visible.”

-Vladimir Nabokov.

And an interesting bit on colophons and printer’s marks, again thanks to Lollipop (who’s just been on fire with the links lately).