Friday, May 29, 2015

Desperate Literature: A Preface


A preface for the next blog: If by some fortunate fate of the gods you end up in Madrid and you like to read and want to meet cool people who also like to read go to Desperate Literature. Just off of Plaza de Isabella II, it sits at the end of a narrow curved calle. Inside Fench, English, and Spanish fiction and nonfiction line the shelves. In the back, a small chessboard is adorned with a “Please Play!” sign. Certain books, when purchased, come with a shot of whiskey; tea and biscuits at the appropriate hour; but most importantly, Charlotte, who’s there to offer you cold water, or her considerable literary ken. She recommended Leaving the Atocha Station by Ben Lerner, the inspiration for the following style of my blog posts and inspiration beyond the blog. Desperate Literature is a jewel.


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