I’m in my office. It’s 5:34PM.
There is so much I could write about today. Always, always this is the story. Today I actually said to a student, “Sam, don’t be a dickwad, okay?”
Sam is about seven years old. This isn’t America and I’m off topic.
What I want to say is… I was google searching for pictures of my new school in China when I came across an author biography for the guy who hired me, the guy I’ve had a crush on ever since our two-hour skype interview where we told me that he’d put my resume in the top two out of seventy.
I need to hide this tumblr immediately after I post this.
There’s no lit people in my office right now; so I can’t gush about the intellectual crush I have on this guy who has both prose and poetry published. AND HIS PROSE LOOKS GOOD. I’ve just read the introduction and what he says about it.. And I love it.
I just, I want to die from excitement. And I want to forget about it, too, all at once. I want to not find out any more because I don’t want to ruin it. I don’t want to meet him; I do want to meet him. I want him to forever exist in that dreamworld where I use to house ideas and dreams and what-could-people-be-like thoughts.
I want him to stay far away, as far away as that China-dreamworld because everyone seems to shatter in this reality.
That, the shattering, is the fundamental problem of travel, of discovery, of adultlife in general.
I have a dinner tonight with a dear friend. And I’m supposed to be packing. But something tells me I’ll be downloading a pdf. instead….
As associate art director of Alfred A. Knopf Books, Peter Mendelsund has designed hundreds of book jackets over the past decade, including his acclaimed cover for The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo and jackets for the works of classic authors such as James Joyce, Franz Kafka, and Simone de Beauvoir….