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I’ve known writers with gigantic Notes-app lists of thoughtful ideas for future articles, poetry collections or novels. I, too, have a Notes-app list, with exactly three ideas to burn:
Fred T.
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My shortage of ideas comes from an honest place. I was influenced at a young age by Roger Ebert’s maxim that “It’s not what a movie is about, it’s how it is about it,” and I still tend to prefer art where you can see the marks, imperfections, and weirdness, rather than uncanny accuracy or clockwork plots. By the same token, I can usually summon enough belief to find a throughline in anything, though I’m just about ready to give up on Fred T., due to the constant pummeling stream of news that creates an ever-shifting context to life in the U.S. I’ll pitch it to The Baffler if it ever comes together.
Anyway, since I haven’t cracked Fred T., and the second idea on the list is not an idea at all, I’ll get started on number three.
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