“This human nose, for instance, of which no philosopher has yet spoken with reverence and gratitude, is, for the present, the most finely adjusted instrument at our disposal: it is able to register even such slight changes of movement as the spectroscope would be unable to record.”
—Friedrich Nietzsche, Twilight of the Idols
Raising a glass to famous woman-hater Fritz for recognizing the organic and technological as one thing.
Laurie Stone is author of My Life as an Animal, Stories, Everything Is Personal: Notes on Now, Starting with Serge, and Laughing in the Dark. Former theater critic for The Nation, critic-at-large on Fresh Air, and decades-long writer for the Village Voice, she’s editor of and contributor to the memoir anthology Close to the Bone. She won the 1996 Nona Balakian Citation for Excellence in Reviewing from the National Book Critics Circle. Her memoir essays and stories have appeared in many journals, including Fence, Open City, The Los Angeles Review, New Letters, and TriQuarterly. Her short fiction and nonfiction’s been anthologized in They’re at It Again: Stories from Twenty Years of Open City, In the Fullness of Time, The Face in the Mirror, The Other Woman, Best New Writing of 2007, Full Frontal Fiction, and Money, Honey, among others. She lives in New York City.
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