The Paris Review

SOMETHING ELSE; TO GET ME THROUGH THIS

It was born into a time period of writerly experimentation and invention, a time when there were no punctuation rules, and readers created and discarded novel punctuation marks regularly.
WET AND WILD

"Only upon approaching the entrance gate did my enthusiasm begin to wane. Only then did I remember some crucial facts about myself — namely, I hadn't been to an amusement park since 1996."
EVERYONE'S A SCRIBBLER

Over the course of his career, David Schulson amassed arguably the most impressive private collection of drawings, scribbles, and autographs in the world.
AN ODE TO A GREAT POET

"We must not vanish all at once; it's too hard on the survivors," W.S. Merwin wrote in a letter to me late in his life, referring obliquely to the passing of his contemporaries. In the dark hours following Merwin's own vanishing on March 15, I thought of how he first appeared in my life.
WHEN DOING THE IMPOSSIBLE GOES WRONG

Science lifted us out of nature. It tamed the wilderness; it gave us tools to transcend our lousy, fallen bodies; and it shot us to the moon. Now it has produced a hamburger made entirely of vegetables that bleeds like real beef.
THE INTELLECTUAL DARK TREND

Like red wine rather than white, it can suggest sophistication, even opulence; like the darks of professional makeup — the art of smoky defining shadows and dark lipstick — it can obscure what we find less appealing and hint at mysterious qualities that a scrubbed-clean face couldn't hope to inspire.
HER FILMS WERE OFTEN MISCREDITED

Alice Guy-Blaché wrote, directed, and produced one of the first narrative films ever made, La Fée Aux Choux, or, The Cabbage Fairy, in 1896. For Alice, to become a filmmaker, "was my fate, if you will." And she was, at the time, well-known for it. Why, then, had I never heard of her?
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