Tuesday, April 10, 2012


So I'm driving home from giving blood listening to Ramona Ausubel's No One is Here Except All of Us, which is exhibiting strong signs of what I call "old world tchotche style," when it came to me. I was suddenly certain that what I was hearing was an MFA program. Got home, checked, and lo, presto. Ms. Ausubel does indeed hold an MFA in creative writing. No harm, no foul, but I'm getting pretty good at hearing it in fiction. Some combination of mannered and florid. Seven or so hours to go and then I get to spin the wheel of audiobook selection once more. This narrator is still driving me wild.

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