Gordon-Lish

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Vera Wang announces the debut of her Spring 2016 Bride Collection via a short film titled ‘Hotel Madrid’. The film, created by Vera Wang and directed by Gordon von Steiner can be viewed here http://bit.ly/1Ok2DD6

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McSweeney’s Internet Tendency: Raymond Carver’s OKCupid Profile, Edited by Gordon Lish.

My self-summary
I am a writer and poet, one, bear with me here, of the “major” writers of the late 20th century, though just typing that felt desperate. I received a B.A. in English at Humboldt State University, then went on to attend the esteemed Iowa Writers’ Workshop, thus launching my career. I also like to drink.

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“Raymond Carver’s OKCupid Profile, Edited by Gordon Lish”
My self-summary
I am a writer and poet, one, bear with me here, of the “major” writers of the late 20th century, though just typing that felt desperate. I received a B.A. in English at Humboldt State University, then went on to attend the esteemed Iowa Writers’ Workshop, thus launching my career. I also like to drink.

[More here, courtesy of Jimmy Chen]

Gordon Lish, at eighty, lives literally in the dark, because of his psoriasis: “His apartment is a crepuscular chamber, largely unchanged since his wife died more than a decade ago. With his heavy knit sweater and wild white hair, which culminates in a braid, he wanders these rooms looking like some cross between an old fisherman and King Lear … The problem with Lish is that he is all over the place. That also happens to be the best thing about him.”

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Photo: Bill Hayward.

"In the District, Into the Bargain" by Gordon Lish

Recommended by OR Books

Issue No. 87


Here’s a bit for you. It’s an impressive one too. My bet is you are going to be really refreshingly impressed with it, or by it, which I have to tell you is what I myself was when the woman involved in the event disclosed her heart to me. First, as to setting—temporal, spatial, all that. So, fine, so the thing starts maybe all of an hour ago just a block from where I am sitting right this minute typing this up for you to read it and get out of it the same kick I did. She types too—the woman. She is always typing, is my understanding—or was, back when I used to see her somewhat, let us just fancy, social-wise. As a matter of fact, when I said to her, “What’s up? I mean what are you doing here in this neighborhood? Do you have a pass, were you issued a pass, a license maybe, any kind of a permit you can show me authorizing you to come up here into this restricted district of mine?” she laughed. I think she thought I was trying to be funny. Let me tell you something—that’s the one thing I never try to be—namely, funny. No, no, I was just doing what I could to maybe get away with having to snoggle for the usual sort of talk, lay on her a smart-aleck greeting of a sort, which apposition I only went to the bother of just now constructing so I could say sort and sorts, repeating and repeating stuff to stuff the insidious silence with insidious sound, however otiose or bootless or inutile dexterity appears (to be?) on the surface. You get what I’m getting at?—the stressing of the effect of there being something sly down beneath down under things as regards below the surface, see? But which surface, eh wot? Or, anyway, surface of exactly what, eh wot? (You see? Can’t help myself. It’s like this thing I’ve got which is like an irresistibly compulsive thing.) Oh, boy, I am all of a sudden so tired. I, Gordon, son of Reggie, am all of a sudden so suddenly utterly all in, just fucking pooped. Like, you know, like weary, wearied, ausgespielt if you’re German, right? Nap. But, hey, before I fall and hit my head, I’m just going to go ahead and take myself a little teensy tiny nap, fair enough? Be back in a shake, I promise.


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About the Author


Gordon Lish, born in 1934 in Hewlett, New York, is the author of numerous works of fiction, which together with his activities as a teacher and editor have placed him at the forefront of the American literary scene. Fiction editor at Esquire magazine from 1969 to 1976, in 1977 he became an editor at Alfred A. Knopf, a division of Random House, where he worked until 1995. Among the writers he is credited with championing are Harold Brodkey, Raymond Carver, Don DeLillo, Barry Hannah, Jack Gilbert, Amy Hempel, Jason Schwartz, Noy Holland, Sam Lipsyte, Anne Carson, Ben Marcus, Gary Lutz, Cynthia Ozick, Christine Schutt, Dawn Raffel, and Will Eno. From 1987 to 1995, Lish was the publisher and editor of The Quarterly, a literary journal that showcased the work of contemporary writers. He is the recipient of a Guggenheim Fellowship (1984), and in the same year won the O. Henry Award for his story “For Jeromé—with Love and Kisses,” a parody of J. D. Salinger’s story “For Esmé—with Love and Squalor.” Among his seven novels are Dear Mr. Capote (1983) and Peru (1986). He lives in New York City.

About the Guest Editor


OR Books is a publisher dedicated to “progressive change in politics, culture, and the way we do business.” Founded in 2009 by publishing veterans John Oakes and Colin Robinson, the company’s focus is on selling direct to consumers via the web. All books are published as both print and ebooks. Among its authors are Julian Assange, Eileen Myles, Yoko Ono, Douglas Rushkoff, Jason Schwartz and, of course, Gordon Lish.


“In the District, Into the Bargain” is excerpted from Goings: In Thirteen Sittings and is reprinted by permission of the publisher. Copyright © 2013 Gordon Lish


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Lish on Writing

“If anybody can see your sentence better than you can see your sentence, you do not own it–they own it.”

If you’re like me and you wish you had the chance to take Gordon Lish’s master class, then you’ll enjoy reading through these notes transcribed from one of his classes in 1990. Great stuff.


“His pipe. The man’s pipe. Her husband’s pipe, which I, Gordon, first apprehends as a pipe, as just a fucking pipe, as just the prop like a man named Howard, isn’t it, type of chap for him to sport, a pipe, hah!”


From “In the District, Into the Bargain” by Gordon Lish, recommended by OR Books.


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