On the Way Home

Saturday, October 15, 2016

My Year With Proust - Day 274

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. . . And yet he found himself offering this as the price for far less, for a first kiss in fact, because had met with unexpected resistan...
Thursday, October 13, 2016

My Year With Proust - Day 273

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   As a rule these handsome "supers" had been his mistresses but were no longer (as was Mme d'Arpajon's case) or were on...
Tuesday, October 11, 2016

Gary Beatrice on Bob Dylan

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And, finally, the long-promised version of Gary Beatrice's reflections on the fifty-two essential Bob Dylan songs, laid out in a very u...

My Year With Proust - Day 272

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A grace and sweetness that were conditional, you may say, upon the meekness with which the arriving guest bent her knee. Very likely, and ...

My Year With Proust - Day 271

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Now, given the principles openly paraded not only by Oriane but by Mme de Villeparisis, namely that nobility does not count, that it is ri...

CFL Excellence - 2016

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And a few pictures of yesterday's trip up to Montreal to watch the Montreal Alouettes battle the Edmonton Eskimos.  Truthfully, I guess...
Sunday, October 9, 2016

My Year With Proust - Day 270

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To a certain extent, it is true, though not nearly enough to justify this state of mind, the Guermantes were different from the rest of so...
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Gary Scudder
Burlington, Vermont, United States
As Lucinda Williams reminds us: "In the silence of the roses Words fell"
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