We’re throwing an Identity Theory reading-party at the San Francisco Lit Crawl on October 14th.
Tag Archives: Matt Borondy
Leavitt’s latest novel is The Indian Clerk, a work of historical fiction about mathematician Srinivasa Ramanujan that, according to The New Yorker, demonstrates “how the most meaningful relationships can defy both logic and imagination.”
"Simply chasing cool is really a bad idea; inspired by cool is a great idea…Don’t do it because you research it, do it because you breathe it,"
“Just like when I decided to start an all-girl, all ex-con band, or learn how to eat fire, it just felt like it was time to write my memoir.”
“I love the continuous action of New York. The same way I love being in a dark theater space, a film, a casino, a newsroom. Nothing stops, nothing ends, nothing dies. I love the celebration of artificial life that is implicit in cities, all human-made.”
When you’re struggling, it’s often hard to see past wherever you’re at; feeling happy or "normal" seems like such an impossibility, there’s no incentive to change.
“I think I’d take a crack at Dr. Phil, if I ever got the chance.”
“I think it is extremely interesting to think that, in some cases, vice might be, finally, more redemptive than virtue.”
“As horrified as we are by disaster, I think we like to imagine what we would do in an avalanche on Mount Everest, a collapsed coal mine, a crashing plane, a sinking ship. Would we be heroic? Would we lose our nerve? Would the best or the worst in us surface? How would we react?”
“You know how some people like "feel-good" movies? I like "feel-bad" movies. Same is true for books.”
“One of the ideas I explore in Hunger, though, is that we don’t know who will turn out to be brave under extreme pressure. Timid and annoying people can act with grace, strength, and bravery, while people noted for their courage can prove themselves cowards.”
“my work would never have been published anywhere ten years ago (although maybe that would have been a good thing), but it found a readership in a group of similarly disgruntled, displaced readers who wanted something else.”