We went to the 337 art house last night for the Gallery Stroll. My friend Trent Call's work is featured prominently. I saw former colleagues Grant and Nicole there with their kids. Years ago it wouldn't have been a surprise to see them at such a place. Funny how I used to see them everywhere, and then saw them nowhere. Anyway Nicole is working on a new novel which is pissing her off because it lacks a narrative flow.
"Faulkner!" I said, thinking of Wild Palms and Go Down, Moses.
"Yeah, right," she said in that dry Nicole-kind-of-way.
Saturday, May 19, 2007
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Thanks for the link to your friend's work and through that to 337--very cool.
ReplyDeleteWhere is 337? Reminds me a little of a place on the East Side in Austin called "Church of the Friendly Ghost."
ReplyDelete337 South 400 East
ReplyDeleteRight by the Twilite.
ReplyDeletei haven't seen nicole in years. we went to O's 3rd birthday, so it must have been like 6 or 7 years ago. I used to see them a lot too, & at least hear about them from ashdowns and whatnot. but i don't see them anymore either. Nicole does not age.
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