If You're Searching for Artistic Relevance, Don't Start with Google – Start with Fellini

If You're Searching for Artistic Relevance, Don't Start with Google – Start with Fellini

Had an existential crisis today and began worrying about the relevance of my own work. I'm pretty sure there isn't any. Fortunately, my ego-defense has long been the enormity of my ego, and in an admittedly meta moment, I was able to deflect my crippling self-doubt into an inquiry into the relevance of relevance instead. And then I found this...

To James Joyce: A Bloomsday Apology

To James Joyce: A Bloomsday Apology

Dear James Joyce – It being Bloomsday and all, I just wanted to apologize for not having finished reading Ulysses. Again. I know, I know, this is totally ridiculous, not least of which because my own mother named me for one of your major characters (you will be happy to know that I have read Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man, so part of my pseudo-Greco ass is covered)