by Tulasi-Priya on Friday 27 January 2012
Michelangelo was a terrible kvetch. His back forever ached; popes were slow with the paychecks; the local food was always an insult, a disgrace. No one worked half as hard as he did, and slacker artists made him nuts. “Draw, Antonio; draw, Antonio; draw and don’t waste time,” he scrawled on a sketch he gave […]
by Tulasi-Priya on Friday 27 January 2012
I once fasted exclusively on juice and water for a week, then went with my best friend to the county fair, where I broke the fast with a greasy burger before climbing onto the Tilt-a-Whirl. For those who do not remember the Tilt-A-Whirl, a summary of its action is easily found on Wikipedia: The Tilt-a-Whirl […]
by Tulasi-Priya on Wednesday 25 January 2012
It’s been a week since I got my computer back from being repaired, and I haven’t written a new post until now. I easily lapse into old ways of being. Recidivism, if you will. The good news is, I’ve discovered what it is that makes me tick, narrative-wise. If you think I’m going to tell […]