Monday, September 27, 2010
Maurice Sendak
Once a little boy sent me a charming card with a little drawing on it. I loved it. I answer all my children’s letters — sometimes very hastily — but this one I lingered over. I sent him a card and I drew a picture of a Wild Thing on it. I wrote, “Dear Jim: I loved your card.” Then I got a letter back from his mother and she said, “Jim loved your card so much he ate it.” That to me was one of the highest compliments I’ve ever received. He didn’t care that it was an original Maurice Sendak drawing or anything. He saw it, he loved it, he ate it.
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Thursday, September 9, 2010
Push me over the edge.
I have homework and I have eaten many many times my average daily caloric value today. I feel fat and awful, but tomorrow will be better. It must be better. All I need is some pineapple, then some homework time, then SLEEP.
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