Here is an excerpt of our really pungent style.
Acting in a Student Film
I need to remember that I’m not a good actor, and start from there. But merely telling student producers this is not enough. When you are cast for your face, eventually they will want it to move. Telling them, “But I’m a terrible actor.” It’s just this one thing. Start from the bad.
last night i dropped the birthday cake. i was in a circle of older gay me, some of affluence, with a homemade cake on a platter, and with the candles lit and all eyes on me. it slid to the floor. a medievalist, whom i had met earlier in the evening, i used his hands to shade my eyes from the horror-stricken faces of my hosts, the birthday dude, and the guests. we ate the cake anyway. but when...
CHRISTIAN LORENTZEN IS ON MY SIDE
“Unless the author photo has been doctored, one thing’s certain: D’Agata has very impressive biceps.” —From his essay “Short Cuts” in the London Review of Books. See previous.
!!! I am so delighted by this! Also, haven’t we all used the time while everyone’s singing hymns to camouflage our incredulity-farts?
There are so many lessons to be learned from tonight! The major one: turn around to see if your projection is actually playing, because your audience, meek, guarded, profoundly uneasy fellow MFArs, they will kindly look on, through you, past you, while you read aloud in the dark on a darkened stage, with the single image of your father digging a hole behind you for 15 minutes. (Some people said...