Memories of My Melancholy Whores

February 21, 2013

This week’s book was the masterly novella called “Memories of My Melancholy Whores” by Nobel laureate Gabriel Garcia Marquez.  It is a slim volume (just 117 pages) that I wolfed down in two return trips on the #20 bus to the library.

Gabriel Garcia Marquez

Written in the first person, Garcia Marquez tells the story of an unnamed 90-year old man, a writer of sorts who suddenly falls in love with a thirteen year old virgin whom he has procured from an ancient madame as a birthday present to himself.  His love is unrequited and unconsummated (his choice) but changes his world completely.

This is a remarkable paean to old age, to the process of aging, to unexpected love, to music, to solitude and desire. It is the work of a true master of his craft and I loved it.

It is devastatingly sad to know that there will never be more books by this extraordinary artist.

Shane Koyczan Against Bullying

February 21, 2013

Back in the 1990s — yes, Virginia, there was such a time — I performed a lot of spoken word; mostly at Bukowski’s on the Drive, but also in Slams around town.  I was privileged and awed to share the stage on many occasions with a wunderkind, Shane Koyczan, who really was already in a class of his own.  I remember crying with pride and joy when Shane performed at the 2010 Olympic opening ceremony: he truly deserved that global exposure.

Now, he has produced another glorious statement, this time in support of the campaign to end bullying:

Bravo to Shane, once again, and the others involved in this important work!