early weekend hangovers

Off to Asheville tomorrow afternoon, where we'll see Mrs. and Mr. Tingle, among others, New Fabulism will be read, and all will be merry.

The Onion: 2056. (Thanks to whoever I swiped this from; I've forgotten.)

The moon really is low. (Via Jeff.)

Elizabeth Clementson says down with MFAs over at MobyLives. Many of world's greatest novels would have never made it through the workshop process. Picture James Joyce being told that Ulysses is "too ambitious." Or Harper Lee being told that that Boo Radley character needs further development. Or Gertrude Stein being told, "Gertrude, The Making of Americans, is inaccessible. You need to cut the fat out and rework these sentences."

Janni Lee Simner's been thinking about arcs. (Story arcs, not the kind with animals or from publishing houses.)

A new favorite, the Vertical Books blog, yields up a couple of fabulous things: Tom Cruise Kills Oprah and a timely observation about Michael A. Orthofer's initials. (Go, Complete Review, go.)

See you later, crocodiles.