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I’m Baaaaaaaaack

My Munro article is in the can, y’all, and here are the things Imonna do now:

  • Read the fourth Neapolitan novel
  • Write a long think piece about my mixed feelings about Hillary Cl– oh wait Rebecca Traister locked it down already
  • Negotiate at least three cease fires
  • Clean out my car
    • which farts trash every time I open its door
  • Purchase and assemble a standing desk so I can finally be vaguely smug like the toe shoe people
  • Resist calculating the hourly rate of my contract to write an Alice Munro article for a lump sum, thus maturely strolling past the rabbit hole of post-academic rage about labor equity social value of humanities knowledge should I really have quit academia etc etc without even a cursory glance back into said hole wait too late daaaaaaaaaaaaaang
  • Relish having weekends back again again
  • Acknowledge getting paid in love, still, in my current child health policy gig too, is better than getting paid in hate but still not as good as getting paid in adequate dollars
  • Drink beer
  • Read all the reviews of Purity so I can maintain my opinion of Franzen without having to read more than the New Yorker excerpt through which I couldn’t hack the slog
  • Drink wine
    • Cuz Wine is Fine
  • Blog more again
    • For reals
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Changes at the Blogstead

So it’s been tough to find time to blog about how I now have less time to blog.

Drumroll?

I’m no longer for hire. Except metaphorically.

I gots me a Jobby-Job. At which I complete tasks. For the organization. From roughly 8 to roughly 5. With a suburb-to-suburb commute and podcasts (upcoming blog post: Jeff Garlin is a mensch. He has a new podcast and y’all should listen, to experience menschness in podcast form.)

I shore miss herding dirt at the ol’ blogstead. I promise you that I will keep up the dirt-herding/blog-posting. Probably at a lesser frequency, compensated by with which thereof higher quality.

To wit: this weekend, I will craft and post an epic review of Andrew Solomon’s epic tome Far From the Tree, which is shorter than you think because it’s a solid 35% endnotes, works cited, and index.

To save yourself the exquisite anticipatory agony of daily checking to see if I’ve posted, I suggest you subscribe by email. That way, you’ll get each post right next to your free Viagra subscription offers, right where TfH posts rightfully belong.

And thanks for being such a fantastic community of readers. I’m looking forward to this next stage and hope you’ll stick it out with me.

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Housekeeping

Which is also the title of an astonishing book from the 80s, from Marilynne Robinson before she became the spokesperson of the new literary leftward Christianity. Of which is she the only member?

So I got a temp day job type thingydo that prevents me from my preferred daily post schedule. But I also have put significant blogergy this  into a comments exchange with a Catholic priest about my recent abortion rights post. Check it out and feel free to contribute!

Upcoming posts: a review of Zadie Smith’s NW, a review of like every recent New Yorker article, but especially recent ones about the Hispanic GOP in Texas (still can’t get used to that, I’m a CA gal who is used to “Latino”), Jill Lepore on the history of taxation in the US (teaser: slavery is the origin of much of our tax tension), and this cookbook, which I am reading cover-to-cover.

Now, I’m used to reading cookbooks as if they are hot and heavy novels. (How can she possibly put those ingredients together and expect them not to kill each other?! What’s going to happen to that poor flank steak once it goes into such a hot, hot oven?)

But this one, boy. What a pleasure.

I also get more hits/likes/follows when I write about food. Which is funny, since this is obviously nowhere near a food blog.

I’ll spend the next two weeks wondering: should I stay traditional, or go for the Smitten Kitchen latke recipe, when Hannukah comes? You know, adding flour? Her cookbook version also uses baking powder. Say what?

What’s gonna happen?!? I can’t wait to find out!!

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What’s that sound?

The sound of unchecked tomfoolerstupiditwittery online?

That is the sound of Thinker for Hire on vacation.

Go in peace.

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Coming Soon to a Blog Near You

Friends, you ever have one of those days where you can pretty much manage to get your socks on?

Well, for a Thinker for Hire, those days can be tricky-dicky. I need more than socks on. I need, you know, a jetpack. And some beneficial nanotechnology. With chocolate sauce on top.

So today’s blog post is a coming attractions type thing.

This week I will discuss this masterful reportage on Obama-era politics and race. Race! It still matters!

I hope to review Dana Spiotta’s Stone Arabia, depending on when I get time to finish it. In the context of the legacies of the 60s. One legacy: punk. Art as protest. The role of the corporation, etc.

I also may or may not discuss convention shenanigans, depending on how ridiculous they are.

I’ll probably find something cool at Wonkblog to mull over.

Also, cookies.

Hope all my lovely readers had a fantastic holiday weekend celebrating labor.

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