"Yet loving winter can seem, in the very long perspective of history, perverse. Of all the natural metaphors of existence that we have — light versus dark, sweet against bitter — none seems more natural than the opposition of the seasons: warmth again cold, spring against fall, and above all, summer against winter. Human beings make metaphors as naturally as bees make honey, and one of the most natural metaphors we make is of winter as a time of abandonment and retreat. The oldest metaphors for winter are all metaphors of loss…winter is hard and summer is soft, as surely as sweet wine is better than bitter lees."
— Adam Gopnik, talking about winter. That thing — if you’re in Montreal right now — that is happening right outside your window. Or in your face. Winter.
"And then he praised the talents of his son for awhile, which predictably moved me to tears. To keep from crying, I had to do the trick where you contract your butt into a tiny fist and mentally repeat the words ‘Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you.’"
— Miranda July, the other night. She came to Montreal!
I intern for Maisonneuve now and they let me write things. I interviewed Zoe Whittall about writing, outlining and trusting your instincts. Zoe and I messaged each other back and forth. Email interviews can be scary because sometimes interviewees give you one line. Thankfully, Zoe did not do that. Madeline assigned the interview and she edited.
Read it here and if you still haven’t picked up the Fall issue, you should — it’s probably one of the best yet. (There is a tiger on it.) While you’re on the site, read this and this. If you don’t know about Maisonneuve, well now you do. (Go pick up an issue!) Bitchin’? Bitchin’.