The P-fray has been overrun by lunatics. It's impossible to be certain just who is who. Pinsky cannot be pleased.
Btw, I don't think that the nut arguing with you is even the nut arguing with you. I believe it is someone posing as that nut in an effort to discredit yet another nut who used to spam the board there. (insert animated daffy duck image, here.)
I've quit trying to post there. I was going to try and limit my posts to serious efforts like those of Ted Burke's and ZBigley's, but I can't write a word without the psychos coming out, so why bother. Ted has his own blog, and I can always email Zbigley.
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I envy you teaching. I used to teach adults. I miss it.
Paul Guest is the author of four volumes of poetry and a memoir. His debut, The Resurrection of the Body and the Ruin of the World, was awarded the 2002 New Issues Poetry Prize. His second collection, Notes for My Body Double, was awarded the 2006 Prairie Schooner Book Prize. His third collection, My Index of Slightly Horrifying Knowledge, was published by Ecco Press/HarperCollins in 2008. His fourth collection, Because Everything Is Terrible, was published by Diode Editions. His poems have appeared in Harper's, The Paris Review, Poetry, Tin House, The Kenyon Review, and elsewhere. His memoir, One More Theory About Happiness, was published by Ecco in May 2010 and selected for the Barnes & Noble Discover Great New Writers Program. The recipient of a 2011 Guggenheim Fellowship and a 2007 Whiting Writers' Award, Guest lives in Charlottesville, Virginia.
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The P-fray has been overrun by lunatics. It's impossible to be certain just who is who. Pinsky cannot be pleased.
Btw, I don't think that the nut arguing with you is even the nut arguing with you. I believe it is someone posing as that nut in an effort to discredit yet another nut who used to spam the board there. (insert animated daffy duck image, here.)
I've quit trying to post there. I was going to try and limit my posts to serious efforts like those of Ted Burke's and ZBigley's, but I can't write a word without the psychos coming out, so why bother. Ted has his own blog, and I can always email Zbigley.
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I envy you teaching. I used to teach adults. I miss it.
You're done?! How did you do that? I still have tomorow. . .*then* the breathing begins.
Not all that hard to believe, is it?
Oh, I haven't looked at the crank factory in so long.
I just sit home and argue with myself. And...
Life is good.
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