the cure

02/17/17 08:33

My disappointment over that book reading - the one that produced very few sales despite being well-attended and enthusiastically received - followed me home and carried over into the next day. It wasn't until I came in here and started to work that my mood improved.

"The cure for anything," Isak Dinesen wrote, "is salt water - sweat, tears, or the sea."

But for a writer, as she surely knew, it's writing.

By Thomas Swick • Category: writing

Newspaper restaurant critics should be made to take as dining companions the former colleagues whose layoffs help finance their meals.

By Thomas Swick • Category: Americans

I recently did a book reading (not in Key West) that was attended by about 50 people. Apart from the book fair, when I was on a panel, it was the biggest crowd I’ve had. They laughed at all the right spots, nodded frequently, followed every word. When I finished, there were very few questions (perhaps they’re shy, I thought) and so I closed by saying I’d be happy to sign books.

One woman approached, asking for my autograph. A friend who'd come out also bought a copy. The store's event coordinator, perhaps out of a sense of duty, had me sign two. I waited for more avid readers, newly won fans, but none appeared. People had come out to hear what I had to say, listened appreciatively, but felt no need to continue the pleasure on the printed page. One hour's entertainment from me was enough. 

By Thomas Swick • Category: writers

in the kitchen

02/14/17 08:28

Used to be you were wary of a chef who didn’t have some girth. Today you feel the same way about one who doesn’t have tattoos.

By Thomas Swick • Category: Americans

The Australian Open finals were held on the weekend before the Super Bowl, opening up the possibility that Sports Illustrated would come out with a cover that wasn’t about football. (Especially since their Super Bowl preview had appeared the week before.) The victors in Melbourne were two 35-year-olds, one – Serena Williams – who made history, and one – Roger Federer – who, in beating his arch rival Rafael Nadal, conclusively made his case for Greatest of All Time.

 I waited all week for my issue to arrive in the mail. And waited. I went to Bob’s News and found the Super Bowl preview issue still on the rack. “That’s the last one we received,” I was told. I went to the library and found the same issue. Finally, I called Sports Illustrated and learned that no issue had been published after the Super Bowl preview. The premier sports magazine in America decided to take a week off rather than put a tennis player on its cover.

By Thomas Swick • Category: sports

Are neurotics naturally drawn to writing, or does a life spent depending on the approval of others simply make one neurotic?

By Thomas Swick • Category: writers