― anthony, Friday, 23 November 2001 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
It's not one of the books I work on, so I couldn't tell you too much. But when I get back to work on Monday, I'll look over whatever reviews we have for it, and let you know what the critical consensus is. If I remember correctly, it's been very well-liked by the queer theory contingent, and pulled decent reviews in mainstream press as well, so . . . I imagine it's quite good.
― Nitsuh, Friday, 23 November 2001 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Kerry, Friday, 23 November 2001 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Nitsuh, Saturday, 24 November 2001 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
Ah, good, good. And the rest of you will be changing your middle names...when, exactly? Soon, yes?
― Ned Raggett, Saturday, 24 November 2001 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
Oh, plus, here's a paragraph I came across today in a Truman Capote book, which I wanted to share in some way but isn't worthy of a whole thread, except it fits nicely here because it's Ned-related. It's about Jackson Square, in New Orleans:
"A lot of fey folk have strolled about this square. Pirates. Lafitte himself. Bonnie Parker and Clude Barrow. Huey Long. Or, moseying under the shade of a scarlet parasol, the Countess Willie Piazza, the proprietress of one of the ritzier maisons de plaisir in the red-light neighborhood: her house was famous for an exotic refreshment it offered -- fresh cherries boiled in cream sweetened with absinthe and served stuffed inside the vagina of a reclining quadroon beauty. Or another lady, so unlike the Countess Willie: Annie Christmas, a female keelboat operator who was seven feet tall and was often observed toting a hundred-pound barrel of flour under either arm. And Jim Bowie. And Mr. Neddie Flanders, a dapper gentleman in his eighties, maybe nineties, who, until recent years, appeared in the square each evening, and accompanying himself on a harmonica, tap-danced from midnight until dawn in the most delicate, limber-puppet way."
Neddie Flanders????
― Nedtsuh Abebe, Sunday, 25 November 2001 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Ned Raggett, Sunday, 25 November 2001 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
guess it's not so new now.
― That one guy that hit it and quit it, Monday, 28 January 2008 17:40 (eighteen years ago)
banh mi
― sanskrit, Monday, 28 January 2008 17:43 (eighteen years ago)
This thread should have been about that other Dr. Katz, the Professional Therapist.
― nabisco, Monday, 28 January 2008 18:33 (eighteen years ago)
I am pretty sure I met J. Ned Katz once, a long time ago. But all I remember is telling people that I met him. I remember remembering meeting him, more than I remember actually meeting him.
― Casuistry, Monday, 28 January 2008 19:55 (eighteen years ago)