Tuesday, January 27, 2009


John Updike died today. He was a good imaginary friend of mine. We'd get in fights, but he'd always write something to bring me back to him. I wish I could thank him. Coming after the deaths of my dear imaginary friends Saul Bellow, Madeleine L'Engle, and Kurt Vonnegut, I'm starting to feel like an elderly person who dreads reading the obituaries.

1 comment:

rosie said...

John Updike's book In the Beauty of the Lillies is showing me how reading can revive your imagination, it's like CPR for my mind, all I had been thinking about before was GossipGirl(thanks callie!) and stupid, boring things, he's so refreshing.