To prove the point, here she is a couple of days ago at Faulkner's grave in Oxford, Mississippi, looking miserable and clutching a half-empty bottle of Kentucky bourbon.
Tuesday, 30 September 2008
Literary misery
My sister, Whop Corn, is a big fan of William Faulkner. (She's always encouraging me to follow in Faulkner's footsteps, saying things like: "When are you going to win the Nobel Prize for Literature, you waster?")
To prove the point, here she is a couple of days ago at Faulkner's grave in Oxford, Mississippi, looking miserable and clutching a half-empty bottle of Kentucky bourbon.
To prove the point, here she is a couple of days ago at Faulkner's grave in Oxford, Mississippi, looking miserable and clutching a half-empty bottle of Kentucky bourbon.
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