I've been captive to the sofa for the past few days with what is either low-grade flu or high-grade chest cold, but today for the first time I feel well enough to write, and that's just what I'm hoping to do. But you won't see much of it here. I set a goal for myself in March to write something for submission elsewhere, rather than letting this space hog everything that pours forth from my fingers. So, while I spend my clickety-clack time working on something involving either obscure indie filmmakers, obscure early-20th-century novelists from Ohio, or obscure pieces of furniture from my grandparents' home, please browse the following.

People live and learn but you're still learning
Emily Gould, again writing something I wish I'd written. Though whenever I think of Graham Nash it is because of his unpredictable victory on Celebrity Jeopardy in the late 90s. And I have never heard this song before?

An afternoon walking around downtown
I can't get over how much I love Chris Glass's photographs of Cincinnati. Go be there now. 

Tales of the Unread
The Second Pass contributors offer up their favorite out-of-print books. (via bookslut) Mine? Shirley Jackson's first novel The Road Through The Wall. (Oh would you look at that, I used to write about books.)

Best Translated Book Award Winners
While languishing on my deathbed, I completely missed out on Three Percent's Best Translated Book Award party. Now I'm not just kicking myself for missing the party, but also for not reading The Confessions of Noa Weber sooner, despite picking it up off the bookshelf and reading its first pages several times in the store.

I hope they don't have kids in hell
Sarah Brown is also available for babysitting.

Drunk History vol. 3
I know this is really old, but I just wanted to say that I would kind of love to be friends with Jen Kirkman. I'll bring the wine.