free Mark Twain audio book download
Kathryn, from The Harper Studio (the publishers of the new Mark Twain book I mentioned yesterday), left me a comment:
The New Yorker is offering the new Mark Twain book in audio book format, as read by John Lithgow, completely for free!
Download it here:
http://www.newyorker.com/online/blogs/books/2009/04/mark-twain-out-loud.html
whenever i am about to publish a book
I learned only recently that previously unpublished works from Mark Twain are, in fact, being published, and this has, quite frankly, made my day.
And then, to see an excerpt from one of these stories come to life (in this case through the pen of Flash Rosenberg and the voice of John Lithgow), well, that's just icing on the cake.
(If you can't see the above video, click on the link Who is Mark Twain?)
Mark Twain passed away on April 21, 1910 and the book is being released today.
soon
yet no sign of it
in the cidada's chirp
-Basho
Thank you Apocaplops for bringing this haiku to my attention.
Magdalena Abakanowicz – AGORA
A new collection of sculptures was unveiled in Grant Park recently. The installation is by Polish artist Magdalena Abakanowicz and is called "Agora."
http://www.abakanowicz.art.pl/
Agora 01
These 9 foot tall steel sculptures are hollow and open to the back. Some are arranged in lines following each other while others seem to be milling around in confusion. It's very strange to walk amongst them.
Agora 02
From work to the south end of Grant Park and back put my lunch hour walk at 3.4 miles. So both my legs and eyes got a work-out today.
6-word Science Fiction
Can a story be told in just 6 words?
http://wired.com/wired/archive/14.11/sixwords.html
Some of the responses are very clever, some are so-so.
But it seems like a really interesting idea. Can 6 words build a story in the readers mind? What happens when 6 words interact with a persons memories, experiences, and emotions? What sort of images are stirred up?
So, I thought I would have a go at writing my own. I didn't stick with science fiction-themed stories, simply because I know I'm not that clever. Here are the first four:
The shutter clicked; she hadn't smiled.
The cold warmed him. Homeward bound.
Music washes over his lifeless body.
Telephones ringing. An empty office. Lunch?
It's a start. Maybe more later.
