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September 12, 2009, 11:00 am
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pathos-a noun that evokes pity or sadness

magnanimous-adjective, generous or forgiving, especially towards a rival or less powerful person

lugubrious-adjective, mournful; sad and dismal

vituperative-adjective, bitter and abusive

sartorial-adjective, relating to tailoring, clothes, or style of dress

hermeneutic-adjective, concerning interpretation, especially of the bible or literary texts

slovenly-untidy and dirty

egregious-outstandingly bad

archaic-belonging to former or ancient times

destitute-extremely poor and lacking the means to provide for oneself

surreptitious-done secretly or furtively

sclerotic-rigid, unable to adapt

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September 8, 2009, 4:27 am
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there are many reasons why, all of which i will outline for you in this letter, just as you asked me to. we’ve got the time, both of us do. i’ve got the entire week ahead of me in this cabin, holed away, empty, and you, you have a plane ride, a 20 hour plane ride at that and with nothing to read. so i’m going to try and make this as long as possible then. i’ve never written anything particularly long. all of my essays were the opposite, jammed in as small as possible. 3 to 5 pages you say? i chose 3, words with luxurious amounts of space on the page, i mean i can well and agree the papers weren’t any good but at least i gave the words contained within a wide berth you know, let them breathe. how many of your students do that? well most of them i guess. in any case, this is going to be long i promise. i’m going to try and sneak it into your carry-on before we leave for the airport but i don’t know if that’ll work. after all this is going to be long (have i mentioned that) and hand written so i imagine you’ll notice a certain amount of paper in your bag.

and i’m going to try and make you cry. what i haven’t decided is whether i want them to be tears of joy or those of sadness. and i realize i shouldn’t have told you this plan of mine but as i said, i’m going to try and make this letter as long as possible. maybe you will erect barriers, rub vaseline in the corners and underneath to make it burn, but there tears will be there anyway. but then again, by the time you get to the end, by the time you’ve come out the other side of being gripped, your knuckles receding white as you relieve pressure on the pages, shocked at yourself you were that engrossed. that i could be so engrossing.

this place is perfect. completely relaxing, a respite from what’s come so far and what i imagine is waiting for me on the other side of this week. i had trouble finding the road. they didn’t tell me there is a tobacco lake road and a tobacco lake road north as well. being the first i saw, i took road north. wrong road with unfriendly, or paranoid, cottagers who feel the need to making it not only near impossible, from the looks of it, to break into these front yards but also for late night drivers to turn their car around without flattening half the road’s adjouring bushes. excuse me. so from getting out of it and then having to pull out the flashlight to recheck the map, unsure which way to take to drive around the entire lake looking for, pray god, a tobacco road south. by this point as well i was



September 7, 2009, 3:56 am
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i live to fish but i also fish to live…to fish



September 7, 2009, 2:39 am
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why is it, that last week, when you read what you read, what you weren’t expecting to read, it came across sweet and touching. and why is it that this week when you re-read, it all felt vaguely condescending?