He writes with impassioned control, out of a maniacal serenity: the Garcimarquesian voice we have come to recognize from the other fiction has matured, found and developed new resources, been brought to a level where it can at once be classical and familiar, opalescent and pure, able to praise and curse, laugh and cry, fabulate and sing and when called upon, take off and soar.

To be a good writer you have to be absolutely lucid at every moment of writing, and in good health. I’m very much against the romantic concept of writing which maintains that the act of writing is a sacrifice, and that the worse the economic conditions or the emotional state, the better the writing. I think you have to be in a very good emotional and physical state. Literary creation for me requires good health, and the Lost Generation understood this. They were people who loved life.

Gabriel García Márquez, who died today, in a 1981 interview with the Paris Review.
2014 so far.

2014 so far.

Along with some other (far more talented) people, I’m going to be writing about the Cardinals this season at Double Birds, a blog for Cardinals fans who no longer want to apologize for being Cardinals fans. Here’s Rob Mitchum with the Double Birds Manifesto:

The Cardinals and their fans have no reason for shame. It’s time to soak up the hate and go full-blown heel, if that’s what it takes. Let them mock “The Cardinal Way” and “Best Fans in Baseball,” let them describe the team as boring or too traditional, let them ascribe each year’s playoff run to luck, a soft National League, or the annual small sample size explosion of a diminutive middle infielder. Use one hand to point at the scoreboard and let the other act out your favorite middle finger choreography.

Along with some other (far more talented) people, I’m going to be writing about the Cardinals this season at Double Birds, a blog for Cardinals fans who no longer want to apologize for being Cardinals fans. Here’s Rob Mitchum with the Double Birds Manifesto:

The Cardinals and their fans have no reason for shame. It’s time to soak up the hate and go full-blown heel, if that’s what it takes. Let them mock “The Cardinal Way” and “Best Fans in Baseball,” let them describe the team as boring or too traditional, let them ascribe each year’s playoff run to luck, a soft National League, or the annual small sample size explosion of a diminutive middle infielder. Use one hand to point at the scoreboard and let the other act out your favorite middle finger choreography.

The only GIF you’ll ever need.

The only GIF you’ll ever need.