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Short Takes: One Flew Into the Rabbit Hole

Ken Kesey, author of One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest, responding to a nurse during a government-sponsored LSD trip as part of numerous experiments he participated in while studying creative writing at Stanford in 1959: “It was like a magnetic force field, because everything that went into it was concentric, going in toward the strobe light. Bats and hen eggs and everything cascading into the strobe light as it blinked. “I think it’s a good experience. I think any time that you see more, especially if you have a basic inherent love of most people.”

Was Albert Camus killed by the KGB in an act of revenge for criticism he made about a Soviet newspaper?

At the Significant Objects project, reputed writers are paired up with random items for which they write fictional backstories and then sell on eBay for charity.

Mark O’Connell: “Getting worked up about the fact that really interesting, innovative fiction so often gets ignored by awards judges is, when you think about it, a little bit absurd. “The whole idea of awards is not really compatible with serious consideration of literature in the first place. When you read stuff in the press about there being ???a strong field’ this year, about certain writers not having ???made the cut,’ and about bookmakers offering punters (i.e., readers) odds on novels, you kind of have to recognize how essentially daft the whole thing is. Writers are not jockeys, books are not horses, and readers are not punters.”

There’s a lot lost in Craiglist’s wistful Missed Connections section, but also some (attempted) found poetry, too:

“I was walking down the stairs,

in the canal street stop

towards the nqr downtown

and you were walking up to the jmz.

Among the herd of humans,

we indeed had a moment.

I was wearing a white shirt

with elephants on it, blue jeans…”

– from “Canal Street Stairwell Connection”

(Source: rikakaka)

A Venn diagram charting the collision of Head, Heart, and Mouth in the fiction of a handful of famous writers, according to one opinion. (Joyce sits in the middle of all three: what do you think?)

“It was a dark and stormy night”–and the 2011 Bulwer-Lytton Prize for (intentionally) worst written sentence goes to University of Wisconsin Professor Sue Fondrie.

R. I. P. Blair Fuller, literary presence and co-founder of the Squaw Valley Community of Writers.