(NB photo accompanying second story makes me feel I must adopt a more striking style of authorial dress.)
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About Me
- Jenny Davidson
- I have published four novels and four books of literary criticism; I'm currently at work on a book called FOR THE LOVE OF BROKEN THINGS: MY FATHER, EDWARD GIBBON AND THE RUINS OF ROME. I teach in the Department of English and Comparative Literature at Columbia University.
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- Life in the asylum
- What I saw last week
- Thinking about
- "?" "!"
- On laziness
- Indiscretions
- The republic of letters
- Life after potential
- Gulliveriana
- Islomania
- Brilliant/hungry
- Getting past the bouncer of Club Normal
- The other future
- Impedimenta
- Punctuality
- In the cage
- Beyond psychiatric help
- Wichita Kids
- "And also, I didn't want the pigs to eat her"
- Status updates
- Gîte to gîte
- Tapping a vein
- The knowledge
- Photochromes
- "It's unfiction"
- Constituencies!
- Finite
- Sylphs, gnomes, nymphs, salamanders
- The happy medium?
- Powers of Sontag
- Conversations
- Thagomizer, HSK, quark
- Dramatic endings
- Catch-up
- Tearing my hair out
- TMJ
- In the mood
- The new model?
- A burger, a beer
- The liberated lamb
- Jane bites back
- Downright vulgarity
- Missing letters
- Et in Arcadia ego
- Postscript
- Treacle Mine Road
- "The pages turn themselves"
- The End of the County Cheese Princess' Reign
- Jargon
- Survival strategies
- Beasts
- Famous British Librarians
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I see you in a swirling red cape and black hot pants with silver go-go boots. Domino mask optional.
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