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http://www.twitter.com/miraunedited</description><title>Mira Gonzalez</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @miratortilla)</generator><link>http://miratortilla.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>last night i had several nonspecific thoughts 
about distance,...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/6711fc293c31e913ff9508a0188deadd/tumblr_mn5w9v8Ylp1qhhu5so1_r1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p class="p1"&gt;last night i had several nonspecific thoughts &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="p1"&gt;about distance, or sadness, or impermanence &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="p2"&gt;+&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="p1"&gt;it was as if all sounds and textures existed independently of me&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="p1"&gt;and independently of human experience in general&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="p2"&gt;+&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="p1"&gt;it was late and we were on drugs&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="p1"&gt;my body felt weak or depleted &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="p1"&gt;you were was facing away from me &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="p1"&gt;my hand was barely touching your arm &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="p2"&gt;+&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="p1"&gt;we laid in your bed and mumbled together &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="p1"&gt;consciously allowing ourselves to experience the absence of loneliness &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="p1"&gt;resigned to the knowledge that we will never be able to fully express anything &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="p2"&gt;+&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="p1"&gt;in the morning your breath was sour and i felt angry at you&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="p2"&gt;+&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="p1"&gt;i imagined the sound of your voice, in the future &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="p1"&gt;when you hate me more than you ever have&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="p2"&gt;+&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="p1"&gt;then i felt the comforting abrupt movements &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="p1"&gt;of your hand pushing against my face&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="p1"&gt;+ &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="p1"&gt;i was reminded of a hospital waiting room&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="p1"&gt;ten years ago&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="p1"&gt;when i still had asthma attacks &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://miratortilla.tumblr.com/post/51011958041</link><guid>http://miratortilla.tumblr.com/post/51011958041</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 May 2013 16:35:38 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>sorryhouse:

we are reprinting joke book by victor “kool a.d.”...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/1e3a87daee6aa1494fe29d08b6db9b81/tumblr_mn4o32HF2C1rlex87o1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://sorryhouse.tumblr.com/post/50960870390/we-are-reprinting-joke-book-by-victor-kool-a-d"&gt;sorryhouse&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;we are reprinting &lt;a href="http://sorryhouse.com/product/joke-book-by-victor-kool-a-d-vazquez/"&gt;joke book&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="https://www.google.com/webhp?sourceid=chrome-instant&amp;rlz=1CASMAE_enUS525US525&amp;ion=1&amp;ie=UTF-8#safe=off&amp;rlz=1CASMAE_enUS525US525&amp;biw=1350&amp;bih=649&amp;sclient=psy-ab&amp;q=kool%20ad&amp;oq=&amp;gs_l=&amp;pbx=1&amp;fp=3c5528ed8c623dbc&amp;ion=1&amp;bav=on.2,or.r_qf.&amp;bvm=bv.46751780,d.dmQ"&gt;victor “kool a.d.” vazquez&lt;/a&gt; in a limited second edition with new cover art. pre-orders are now available&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://miratortilla.tumblr.com/post/50961358544</link><guid>http://miratortilla.tumblr.com/post/50961358544</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 May 2013 23:00:41 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>I think you are the love of my life. I would do anything for you. When I think about you I say "damn". My friends ask me to stop talking about you but it seems weird to stop talking about you. I would give up my collection of books, comic books, CDs, tapes, records, DVDs, and 'art' just to see you eat a peach.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;miraLgonzalez[at]gmail &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://miratortilla.tumblr.com/post/50955201660</link><guid>http://miratortilla.tumblr.com/post/50955201660</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 May 2013 21:47:18 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Look Im not a desirable person because my teeth are really messed up and i act 'emo' and make jokes about ODing everytime I go to parties. And I'm terrified of living. But I want you to have dinner with me. Or I'll make you pasta with nothing on it and you can comment on my appearance in a cold detached manner. And I'll look at you in a knowing manner. I think I could really offer you nothing but annoyance and pain.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;miraLgonzalez[at]gmail &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://miratortilla.tumblr.com/post/50955193005</link><guid>http://miratortilla.tumblr.com/post/50955193005</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 May 2013 21:47:12 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>art by Mallory Whitten re 
felt extremely self-satisfied while...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/03dd01ece7792b4ec3d7a2a5780254f5/tumblr_mn1hutroBH1qa9j8qo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/9b63c36919b51f791ea5bc7e7d6d8bea/tumblr_mn1hutroBH1qa9j8qo2_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/78c7653f7b79db784ee4d9c4ab909b26/tumblr_mn1hutroBH1qa9j8qo3_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/51047c79bbe0d3c196da078feec96f46/tumblr_mn1hutroBH1qa9j8qo4_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/2185f4953909e382e5348b88445cfd41/tumblr_mn1hutroBH1qa9j8qo5_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/7c844870e56d1feaafeb341a407a46fc/tumblr_mn1hutroBH1qa9j8qo6_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://malloryannwhitten.tumblr.com/"&gt;art&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://muumuuhouse.com/mw.fiction3.html"&gt;Mallory Whitten&lt;/a&gt; re &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://muumuuhouse.com/md.poetry2.html"&gt;&lt;span&gt;felt extremely self-satisfied while reading about hemingway at work today by Matthew Donahoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://muumuuhouse.com/sh.fiction2.html"&gt;The Girl Who Planted Flowers by Sheila Heti&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://muumuuhouse.com/sp.fiction4.html"&gt;Bees by Sam Pink&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://muumuuhouse.com/jm.poetry2.html"&gt;sketchy moments in 2012 p 1-3 by Joseph Moore&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://muumuuhouse.com/mg.poetry1.html"&gt;everything i know about the dalia lama by Mira Gonzalez&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://muumuuhouse.com/mb.poetry5.html"&gt;what xanax makes me feel like by Megan Boyle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://miratortilla.tumblr.com/post/50864631103</link><guid>http://miratortilla.tumblr.com/post/50864631103</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 20:05:39 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>everything's gonna be ok sweetie.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;lol&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://miratortilla.tumblr.com/post/50748157211</link><guid>http://miratortilla.tumblr.com/post/50748157211</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 14:59:43 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>mira i read part of ur book then i looked u up online. now i am honestly madly in love with you. i would marry you i feel close to you through the screen r u even real you seem so real. please b my wife. i get butterflies in my stomach and I feel like a lil kid when i think about you. im in love with you mira, way more than anyone irl</title><description>&lt;p&gt;damn who are you &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://miratortilla.tumblr.com/post/50748149196</link><guid>http://miratortilla.tumblr.com/post/50748149196</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 14:59:36 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>sorryhouse:

from i will never be beautiful enough to make us...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/9ff0bc19ff5b3f5964967603a20f5534/tumblr_mmluq8Sts81rlex87o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://sorryhouse.tumblr.com/post/50120325192/from-i-will-never-be-beautiful-enough-to-make-us"&gt;sorryhouse&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;from &lt;a href="http://sorryhouse.com/product/i-will-never-be-beautiful-enough-to-make-us-beautiful-together/"&gt;i will never be beautiful enough to make us beautiful together&lt;/a&gt; by mira gonzalez&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://miratortilla.tumblr.com/post/50133776401</link><guid>http://miratortilla.tumblr.com/post/50133776401</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 May 2013 22:20:20 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"can i please touch your face with my face

would you put some coffee grounds on your tongue

and..."</title><description>“&lt;p&gt;can i please touch your face with my face&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;would you put some coffee grounds on your tongue&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;and then put your tongue in my hand&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;in my dream i watched you masturbate&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;while floating ~5 inches above you&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;i was invisible until i kissed your mouth&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;will you let me do that tomorrow afternoon&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;i will text you&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;something that makes me happy&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;is when i sneeze multiple times in quick succession&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;and it feels like a tiny orgasm in my face&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;today i am going to fill my bathtub with milk&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;and if my nose starts bleeding&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;the milk will turn pink&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;then maybe you could lick my face&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;and tell me that my blood tastes like pennies&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;why do we both know what pennies taste like&lt;/p&gt;”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;“Semi-Humorous Paradox,” Mira Gonzalez (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://commovente.tumblr.com/"&gt;commovente&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://miratortilla.tumblr.com/post/50025474361</link><guid>http://miratortilla.tumblr.com/post/50025474361</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 May 2013 14:30:09 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"I stayed in bed for over an hour 
looked at things on my phone 
I felt slightly anxious about..."</title><description>“&lt;p&gt;I stayed in bed for over an hour &lt;br/&gt;
looked at things on my phone &lt;br/&gt;
I felt slightly anxious about nothing particular &lt;br/&gt;
I walked downstairs and poured coffee into a jar &lt;br/&gt;
I asked a person on the internet if I should take drugs &lt;br/&gt;
I took drugs before the person had time to respond&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I feel alienated by people who express concern about me without &lt;br/&gt;
defining their concern in terms of a specific solution or goal &lt;br/&gt;
I dont feel comforted by the idea of an afterlife &lt;br/&gt;
I dont want to continue experiencing things after I die&lt;br/&gt;
I want someone to pull my hair because I like the idea of someone &lt;br/&gt;
controlling my head without touching my head&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;what is the difference between being an independent person &lt;br/&gt;
and being a person who is accepting of loneliness&lt;/p&gt;”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;“Today My Alarm Went Off at 12:30 p.m.,” Mira Gonzalez (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://commovente.tumblr.com/"&gt;commovente&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://miratortilla.tumblr.com/post/50025449449</link><guid>http://miratortilla.tumblr.com/post/50025449449</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 May 2013 14:29:40 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/99f507ea19525b44c2139e6faf8cfcea/tumblr_mmfdvrMSUi1rg7c30o1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://miratortilla.tumblr.com/post/50025402788</link><guid>http://miratortilla.tumblr.com/post/50025402788</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 May 2013 14:28:48 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>sorryhouse:

i will never be beautiful enough to make us...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/b776d8eb2f2e6c4672d831cba68a9549/tumblr_mm2ml5ilZK1rlex87o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://sorryhouse.tumblr.com/post/49266534203/i-will-never-be-beautiful-enough-to-make-us"&gt;sorryhouse&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://sorryhouse.com/product/i-will-never-be-beautiful-enough-to-make-us-beautiful-together/"&gt;i will never be beautiful enough to make us beautiful together&lt;/a&gt; in the front window of &lt;a href="http://mcnallyjackson.com/"&gt;mcnally jackson bookstore&lt;/a&gt; in nyc&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://miratortilla.tumblr.com/post/49268875892</link><guid>http://miratortilla.tumblr.com/post/49268875892</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 Apr 2013 13:46:37 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>THE NEATO MOSQUITO ALT LIT FIREWORKS SHOW: from Megan Boyle's 'actual daily activities' liveblog</title><description>&lt;a href="http://neatomosquitoaltlitfireworksshow.tumblr.com/post/49077752458/from-megan-boyles-actual-daily-activities-liveblog"&gt;THE NEATO MOSQUITO ALT LIT FIREWORKS SHOW: from Megan Boyle's 'actual daily activities' liveblog&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;i said ‘this was my sadistic plan all along, to get you both in my car, so i can make you sit uncomfortably forever.’ they said ‘heh heh heh, your evil plan’ things. i said ‘it’s a compression…something.’ mira said she was going to get thrown out of the window and die, laughing kind of. sam said he wouldn’t die. i said he would die worse, because his weight would propel mira out the window and he would be behind her, in a worse position. then it seemed agreed-upon, how it would happen, people stopped saying things about it. i said ‘live bad, die worse.’ sam said ‘we should all get that tattooed on us.’ i said ‘we should get it on…as a knuckle tattoo.’ mira laughed and said ‘that definitely would not fit on knuckles, [more words i can’t remember, suggesting how to fit ‘live bad die worse’ on all knuckles].’ i said ‘we should just get it on one finger,’ then a little later, turning onto a highway thing, ‘you guys know how they can write your name on a grain of rice? we should get it that size.’ sam said ‘they always want to make them bigger.’ i turned sharply, a driving/car thing took attention away, mira gasped i think. then i was on a highway thing. i said ‘they always want to make them bigger?’ sam said ‘yeah, like, whenever i’ve gotten tattoos, they’re always wanting to convince me to get them bigger, like convince me to have them do it bigger.’ i remembered that being true for me also. i said ‘oh yeah, so they can get more…space on you…’ sam said ‘more money’ i said ‘to leave more space on you, for their legacy.’ &lt;br/&gt;_&lt;br/&gt;Megan Boyle&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://beethoventhemovie.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;a href="http://beethoventhemovie.tumblr.com"&gt;http://beethoventhemovie.tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://miratortilla.tumblr.com/post/49112665941</link><guid>http://miratortilla.tumblr.com/post/49112665941</guid><pubDate>Sun, 28 Apr 2013 15:04:50 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>11:52pm april 21st 
control + f miras dog tweets
50 dog tweets...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/9ae056c501a6f29e3e9a53d467ae6826/tumblr_mln9tv6teC1qco7hzo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;11:52pm april 21st &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;control + f miras dog tweets&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;50 dog tweets since february&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://miratortilla.tumblr.com/post/48780642818</link><guid>http://miratortilla.tumblr.com/post/48780642818</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Apr 2013 12:27:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>19841979:

Sam Pink captioned a photo of Mira Gonzalez in MoMa
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/14cd3dc6d66b12010c2df62dac2d4ee7/tumblr_mlrihuGudY1qzo3vco1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://19841979.tumblr.com/post/48773067080/sam-pink-captioned-a-photo-of-mira-gonzalez-in"&gt;19841979&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sam Pink &lt;a href="http://www.impersonalelectroniccommunication.com/2013/04/i-captioned-photo-i-found-on-muumuu.html"&gt;captioned&lt;/a&gt; a photo of Mira Gonzalez in MoMa&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://miratortilla.tumblr.com/post/48776278666</link><guid>http://miratortilla.tumblr.com/post/48776278666</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Apr 2013 11:01:10 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>popserial:

now posted from Pop Serial 4 are 2 poems and 3...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/437e4cb4dac59fd0ed3caf1ad5a91386/tumblr_mleujg9dxA1qbtju5o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://popserial.tumblr.com/post/48209718806/now-posted-from-pop-serial-4-are-2-poems-and-3" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;popserial&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;now posted from &lt;a href="http://issue4.popserial.net/gonzalez/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pop Serial 4&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; are 2 poems and 3 macros by &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/miragonz"&gt;Mira Gonzalez&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://miratortilla.tumblr.com/post/48231270618</link><guid>http://miratortilla.tumblr.com/post/48231270618</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Apr 2013 18:52:23 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>muumuuhouse:

“generating buzz” via Mira Gonzalez’s...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/ad992a8e26f00c538137d3d7b9f1e895/tumblr_mla5e3WokU1qa9j8qo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://muumuuhouse.tumblr.com/post/48020781447/generating-buzz-via-mira-gonzalezs-instagram" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;muumuuhouse&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;“generating buzz” via &lt;a href="http://instagram.com/p/YGefw4wUo0/"&gt;Mira Gonzalez’s Instagram&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;relevant links: &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0307950174/ref=as_li_tf_tl?ie=UTF8&amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;creativeASIN=0307950174&amp;linkCode=as2&amp;tag=taolintumpre-20"&gt;Taipei&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="https://www.google.com/#hl=en&amp;sclient=psy-ab&amp;q=pulitzer+prize+in+photography+2013&amp;oq=pulitzer+prize+in+photography+2013&amp;gs_l=hp.3..33i29i30.278.5892.0.6108.38.23.2.11.11.1.466.2843.11j10j1j0j1.23.0...0.0...1c.1.9.psy-ab.3O4z1_eyPg8&amp;pbx=1&amp;bav=on.2,or.r_cp.r_qf.&amp;bvm=bv.45175338,d.dmg&amp;fp=a1bf5b60f2b85734&amp;biw=1107&amp;bih=575"&gt;Pulitzer Prize for Photography&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://miratortilla.tumblr.com/post/48024330638</link><guid>http://miratortilla.tumblr.com/post/48024330638</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Apr 2013 01:54:32 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>sorryhouse:

a comment draft by tao lin (author of taipei,...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/64660caafe53138cafa6f51050afb926/tumblr_ml4d50wkBb1rlex87o1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://sorryhouse.tumblr.com/post/47748285791/a-comment-draft-by-tao-lin-author-of-taipei"&gt;sorryhouse&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;a comment draft by tao lin (author of &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Taipei-Vintage-Contemporaries-Original-Tao/dp/0307950174"&gt;taipei&lt;/a&gt;, vintage 2013 “&lt;em&gt;Taipei&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span&gt; by Tao Lin is an ode—or lament—to the way we live now. Following Paul from New York, where he comically navigates Manhattan’s art and literary scenes, to Taipei, Taiwan,  where he confronts his family’s roots, we see one relationship fail, while another is born on the internet and blooms into an unexpected wedding in Las Vegas. Along the way—whether on all night drives up the East Coast, shoplifting excursions in the South, book readings on the West Coast, or ill advised grocery runs in Ohio—movies are made with laptop cameras, massive amounts of drugs are ingested, and two young lovers come to learn what it means to share themselves completely. The result is a suspenseful meditation on memory, love, and what it means to be alive, young, and on the fringe in America, or anywhere else for that matter.”  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;“Tao Lin has made a distinctive career out of sticking to his guns, his guns being the ultra-high-res self-consciousness that characterizes our lives but which we routinely ignore in our lives and in our art. In &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Taipei&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span&gt; he is a constant microscope, examining a world of miniature gestures, tiny facial movements, hands in motion, shrugs, nods, twists, ticks, flicks and snaps, a world in which the barrage of information we take in moment by moment is simultaneously cataloged, interpreted, cross-referenced, recorded, and filed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Taipei&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span&gt; is a paean to the minutely examined life, where what is examined is every twitch, flinch, jerk, spasm, tremor, and tic, every high-speed half-formed thought, everything that we routinely consider meaningless and inessential. Here all that is turned on its head and becomes central and predominate, fundamental to being. There is no mistaking that we live a new, ultra self-conscious life, skating on the surface of things while overlaying that surface with a facsimile of the “old life” in which traditional values retain their power and majesty. What is fascinating about Tao Lin’s fiction is his willingness, nay, insistence, on sticking to the true life of the new century, as raw, flat, fatigued as it may be. In &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Taipei&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span&gt; he follows an utterly modern creature through a semi-robotic life in America and Taiwan, limiting himself and his characters to reasonably accurate renderings of normal responses without the literary humanist overlay, that is to say, a world almost binary and without much in the way of conventional “emotion,” the stuff of which storytelling has forever been made. Lin is a 21st century literary adventurer, willing to work with what he actually has rather than a simulacrum of what once was, or might have been. The result is a fascinating book, bone dry, repellant, painful, but relentlessly true to life. Stripped of any version of the pretty Hallmark Card world that occupies so much fiction today, and which seems vulgar and pathetic by comparison, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Taipei&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span&gt; lays open the present and likely future of ordinary life in a way that few writers would acknowledge, let alone champion. You owe it to yourself to read &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Taipei&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span&gt;, and to contemplate the world it predicts.”—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Frederick Barthelme, author of &lt;em&gt;Waveland&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt; “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Taipei &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span&gt;is a strange, hypnotic novel—a quarter-life coming-of-age tale and love (and love-lost) story.”—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Porochista Khakpour, author of &lt;em&gt;Sons and Other Flammable Objects&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;“For all its straightforwardness, Lin’s previous work—with its flat, Internet-inspired prose issued by small presses—has presented a stumbling stone for readers who fall outside his North Brooklyn contingent, for whom he is the standard bearer. This will change with the breakout &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Taipei&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span&gt;, a novel about disaffection that’s oddly affecting… . Everything about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Taipei &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span&gt;appears to run contrary to the standard idea of what constitutes art. And yet, the documentary precision captures the sleepwalking malaise of Lin’s generation so completely, it’s scary… . Yet for all its emotional reality, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Taipei&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span&gt; is a book without an ounce of self-pity, melodrama, or posturing, making the glacial Lin (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Richard Yates&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span&gt;) the perfect poster child for a generation facing—and failing to face—maturity.”—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Publishers Weekly&lt;/em&gt;, starred review&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;) on the &lt;a href="http://www.columbiajournalist.org/www/343-independent-publisher-goes-against-the-ebook-tide/story"&gt;columbia journalist article&lt;/a&gt; on sorry house &amp; print publishing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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