Rauan Klassnik—
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are you a “boy writer” ??
one of those who “remind us of how great it is to be alive…”
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are you a “boy writer” ??
one of those who “remind us of how great it is to be alive…”
click here
“However, as someone who aspires to fit into Auster’s definition of “boy writer,” I’m wondering if he might extend his coinage to include “girl writers” as well. Who are they among women, the creative sparks, the gleeful, the ones who make you want to read?” — Anne Margaret Daniel
Could we split the difference and call them all “tomboy” writers, thereby pleasing everybody? That way boys would be girls, and girls would want to be boys; they’d all want to be boys [points for boys] but they’d all really be girls [points for girls].
being a boy is embarrassing
being a boy is like wanting to impress adults with little bow ties but actually being a sweaty rodent scratching pieces of wood
sweat rodents don’t get a fair shake
Sounds dopey.
i wore a bowtie in high school
my closet contains nothing but bowties
Dickinson communicates “how great it is to invent things and make things up” as joyfully as anyone, and she doesn’t seem to me to be a tomboy.
it’s pretty cool tho that chick writers don’t remind us of how great it is to be alive
where else would we get sugar and spice… and everything nice!
He seems to have been trying to unspool a thread about joy in making things, about a sense of conflict between joy and discipline–maybe how, concretized, they imply each other even as they seem in conflict. But gendering his idea, even if it was a teasing troll, seems a dingbat move. …an experimental, innovative, boyish dingbat move, sure.
“boy writer” audio
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XbIj3uyMxso
I’m not very familiar with—[her, his, its?]—that poet’s work.
Well, it’s a ‘she’, so: safely ignored.
I was like “If he means the girl Dickinson, I can pretend to not even know her sex; and if he doesn’t, then I actually don’t know.” It’s fun, not knowing whether or not you yourself are kidding.
Of course, I was assuming you are male.
Forgive me.