1. I bet there are museums/galleries that have walls big enough to accommodate the shark from Jaws, and those are the sorts of places that probably have a large selection of big hooks in stock. 2. Taxiderming? Ew. 3. I know a couple who has a taxidermied fish hanging on a wall in their house. 4. That fish is bigger than a minnow and smaller than the shark from Jaws. 5. Taxiderming? Ew.
Yes, I wrote another letter to Steven Spielberg even though he hasn’t replied to any of my recentletters.
Here is a photo of today’s letter elasticized to Steven Spielberg’s blue bicycle:
You start walking down the street, peering in windows, but no one is there. You break into a sprint, shouting for anyone to hear. Abandoned cars sit in the road, still idling. A bicycle lays on a patch of grass, its front wheel still spinning. Someone must be here. Someone must not be in grad school.
“I’m completely library educated. I’ve never been to college.”
While digging for a 1971 Ray Bradbury essay called “How, Instead of Being Educated in College, I Was Graduated From Libraries,” I came across this Paris Review interview again.
Loved this bit about him stealing magazines:
I used to steal magazines from a store on Genesee Street, in Waukegan, and read them and then steal them back on the racks again. That way I took the print off with my eyeballs and stayed honest. I didn’t want to be a permanent thief, and I was very careful to wash my hands before I read them.
Bradbury claimed that the library was way more fun than school “because you make up your own list and you don’t have to listen to anyone.”
He considered the library a self-invention station:
I am a librarian. I discovered me in the library. I went to find me in the library. Before I fell in love with libraries, I was just a six-year-old boy. The library fueled all of my curiosities, from dinosaurs to ancient Egypt. When I graduated from high school in 1938, I began going to the library three nights a week. I did this every week for almost ten years and finally, in 1947, around the time I got married, I figured I was done. So I graduated from the library when I was twenty-seven. I discovered that the library is the real school.
I myself have updated the website a bit. I’ve streamlined the site, got rid of extraneous pages. I’ve also added many many clips! You can watch them through links in the WORKS page, or directly off of the ILLYA page. There are some old classics there,…
I didn’t see Steven Spielberg’s bike on those windy-rainy days we’ve had in Toronto over the past week. Though thundershowers were in today’s forecast, it’s been warm and sunny out there. This fine weather has brought Steven Spielberg’s bike back to its parking spot! I left him a tenth letter.
The first time I saw E.T. in the cinema was thirty years ago. In June of 1982 — the month of its release into theatres — a photo of Henry Thomas (who starred as Elliott) and E.T. (who starred as E.T.) appeared on the cover of People Weekly. Also in June 1982: Princess Diana gave birth to Prince William and Survivor (that superpopular rock band that prided itself on its mullets and power chords) released their hit album, Eye of the Tiger. All in all, it was a good month.
Here is today’s letter to Steven Spielberg elasticized to the top tube of his bicycle (also named Steven Spielberg):
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It was our first time experiencing short story month, which was a great way to promote our stuff. And, thanks to folks like Thomas Michael Duncan and many others, we discovered a bunch of great short stories as well.
We also saw a bunch of new followers, on here, on Twitter and on