There might be times when you’re reading the newspaper and you sit up straight and say to yourself something exuberantly monologic, such as “HOLD THE PHONE, this is ACTUAL news, I need to remember where I was when I read this, which is RIGHT HERE” and then you take a mental inventory and make sure that twenty or thirty years from now, you’ll remember? Or, say, you’ll be at the cinema, and these days if you’re at the cinema you’ll be watching a television commercial before the film, and the commercial will be advertising the DVD for the film you’re -about to see,- and the voiceover guy will say “and featuring exclusive commentary from the Lead Grip for the first time ever and you’ll almost want to go and get this DVD rather than stay and watch it in surround-o-sound? Or, even, Miette will read you a podcast and get so excited over what she’s reading that she can’t contain herself, and you walk away thinking she might be reading directly to YOU?
Welcome to one of those times, a sit-up-and-check-yourself, world-premiere, excitable Miettevent. Enjoy.
3 thoughts on “Gogol’s Wife”
Sorry it took so long to get around to listening, but I loved it! It was awesome! I mean really, a blow up doll. And Russian. I will be reading more, and still, I feel so stupid for not knowing who Tommaso is. I mean really, what rock am I living under, but oh, wait, I know, some podunk city in the Midwest.
Thanks for culturing me Miette. You are awesome!!!!
Keep me clued in…
Miette, I’ve been listening to your podcasts at work to get me through monotonous data-entry and prevent a complete transformation into a Bartleby. I was caught laughing outloud today while listening to this story from the non-privacy of my cube… and ended up recommending your podcast to one of my co-workers; this makes the second such recommendation in 24 hours. Thank you for keeping oral storytelling alive! You have no idea what a gift these stories are.