In: In Memoriam
25 Jul 2001Eulogy for Eudora: “I looked over my shoulder to see twenty yards away, moving steadily toward the front door leaning on one of Jitney’s orange and red shopping carts, a living legend: the greatest American author yet alive, the last of a generation, an accidental, effortless survivor, Eudora Welty.” [thanks, saranwarp]
I'm not really famous. In case you were wondering. But I tried. I once believed that fame makes you real - a perversion of "The Velveteen Rabbit" theme that love makes you real. Guess I equated fame with love. Sad. You can read more about that here.