Wordsmoker

Throw your thoughts out there. Vaquero will probably put up a “Whaddayawannado next?” post at some point.

I’d post a video here, if I knew how. I loved this book.

And it’s all gonna roll and grow. Hugo’s monologue is about to transfer to a bigger theater. But Brooke has the actual artifacts. (Notes are very important…the note that whoozibop threw away and regretted […]

Sets their pencils to zero.

I dunno. I think he saves everybody. Except drone man. They all project what they need on him, and take away what they want. And he reaches out in such small, kind ways that work wonders.

I’d post a video here if I knew how.

Yeah, also mulling that one over. And the butterfly eyes. God stuff!

While fantasizing about all the people whose lives he touched. With his penis.

Well. Hm. It’s also just the beginning…Brooke is just starting to write her history.

This new way is confusing. I’m getting more used to it.

Or, rather, I had heard of her but kept confusing her with Zadie Smith, and going “Puke!”

Anybody read any of this chick’s other books? I hadn’t heard of her. I’m probably gonna tear through them, unless her other books are annoying, like how I found Nicholson Baker’s others to be.

Har.

Ah!

Gay fellow was so melancholy, through no real fault of his own. Doing his best, not feeling too swell about stuff. I liked him, too.

And is transformed. By everybody’s stories. (That might be a reach.)

Who did you like the most best? Or hate the least?

Poor dude not able to get a glass of wine to save his life, till Miles (whaddayaknow!) produces it, as if by magic.

(Haha, god, they really were terrible hosts.)

She was pretty good at borrowing things.

Dude, you didn’t eat oysters? Anyway. Glad you made it.