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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.
A few pieces
Books
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Blog Archive
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- The world bedbug collection
- Light reading catch-up
- A kind of static
- 2 bits
- Recognition blues
- A purchase
- Mind the gap
- Galt redux
- "Pogos"
- "If I had a hammer"
- The crocodile room
- People and books
- Light reading catch-up
- "I placed a jar in Tennessee"
- The author's lament
- Reality hunger
- "Grip the Clever, Grip the Wicked, Grip the Knowing"
- Intelligent smattering
- "Go ahead and Google me"
- "You are going to find something"
- "Too much drink and too few vegetables"
- The unreliable ISBN
- "Artichokes: The Choice for a Long Weekend Getaway"
- Age of industry
- "The sale of books publish'd or unpublish'd"
- Rootless cosmopolitans
- An angel at my table
- Grumbletonians and bundletails
- A culinary digression
- Jump!
- Monday round-up
- Martial artists
- Darkness falls
- Lydia Davis in Flaubert-time
- Miscellinkage
- Pushpins, nanobots, unwanted fringes
- Today in culture
- Good enough to eat?
- "Box 58 is Death"
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August
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Very nice. The waiter w/ the pepper-grinder is straight out of Davis; the strung-up pigs are also delightful.
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