Remembering Jenny Diski

April 28, 2016 § Leave a comment

The thing is, nobody is better at having cancer than me, in the sense that I like nothing more than sitting on the sofa doing fuck all and trying to write. – interview with the Observer.


I’d been impossible from the start. Asking questions that shouldn’t have been asked, thinking they had an answer. I’d sulked: I don’t remember about what, but I’m sure I did. I brought men home. I fucked men in Doris’s house. I wasn’t doing enough work at school (my new school) and for a while I had a boyfriend whose main wish was that I wore a uniform and who met me for a little fellatio before the school bell rang. I skipped lessons I thought didn’t matter and sat in the coffee bar across from the school smoking and drinking coffee, reading or sometimes with a friend. I didn’t work hard enough to fulfil my potential. I wasn’t grateful to Doris for the opportunity she had given me. – on her time with Doris Lessing in the London Review of Books.

The Guardian shares favorite quotes from the late Jenny Diski, who has died at the age of 68 after a battle with cancer.


Throw a Little Thoreau

January 20, 2015 § Leave a comment


The words of Henry David Thoreau turn up in some wildly inappropriate places, including the screen in place of a real wall marking off the bathrooms at the W Hotel in Boston.

This is from The Maine Woods, published in 1864, and while I do not know how many firs and spruces were felled in the manufacture of our accommodations, the screen, I believe, was made of jute.

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