Finished Laszlo Krasznahorkai’s “The World Goes On”
Reading Percival Everett’s “Percival Everett by Virgil Russell”
Working on and off on Gaston Bachelard’s “The Poetics of Space” (still)
And I have new issues of A Public Space and the Paris Review to work through
In pursuing the objective to generalize theoretical models we must ask ourselves whether greater detail in formulating the contributing processes is warranted by truncation errors, by sensitivity of the results to detail, by the resulting increase in computational complexity and time, and by ignorance of the way these processes really work.
– Joseph Smagorinsky. “General Circulation Experiments with the Primitive Equations: I. The Basic Experiment.” Monthly Weather Review, 91.3 (1963): 99–164.
Chance is not simply a matter of choosing, but the result of that which might have happened anyway.
– Laszlo Krasznahorkai, from “Downhill on a Forest Road,” in The World Goes On
Yes, I was smiling as I walked by, because I was looking at all those bumper stickers on your truck, and, for a second, I felt like I knew you–or at least who you wanted to be known as, though honestly even that manicured intention seemed stretched here, glossed over …
You are awake. It is still dark. You’re in bed. In…Golden Meadow…no…Poplar Bluff? Um…Mexico City? Alkmaar? Hah, no, it’s New Orleans and then you notice that your head is pounding and that a sleeping cat has completely cut off the circulation in your outstretched left arm. Good morning.