It was just such bad writing but the amazing thing was, after that was done, I had a book. Then I was just re-writing from there – and that, I loved. To me, it was like editing a movie but with the endless ability to re-shoot scenes for free. I love editing. That’s my favourite part of making a movie.

In literary fiction, male writers who use lightness and humor, who spin wildly in the space between one sentence and the next, who push against what’s expected, are described as “wry” or “satirical” or just plain “funny.” Women are bestowed a tiny, glittering bless-her-heart tiara of “whimsy.” Reflexive condescension absolves us from serious engagement. Miranda July is a woman, and a very serious writer who is also very funny. She’s challenging. Feed “whimsy” to the birds.

Lauren Groff makes an excellent point about “whimsy” in her review of ‘The First Bad Man,’ by Miranda July on NYTimes.com.

A similar mission guides [Miranda July’s] latest project, “We Think Alone,” where strangers become privy to the private emails of Lena Dunham, Catherine Opie, Kareem Abdul-Jabbar, Kirsten Dunst, Sheila Heti, Etgar Keret, Kate and Laura Mulleavy, Lee Smolin and Danh Vo. In this banal yet confidential space, emails become striking self-portraits.

“A quiet person might !!!! a lot,” she explains on her website. “A person with a busy mind might write almost nothing.”

Miranda July Interview: ‘We Think Alone’ Delivers Intimate Emails To Your Inbox (INTERVIEW) 

This sounds interesting. It could really go both way: Striking or banal.

Look at the sky: that is for you. Look at each person’s face as you pass on the street: those faces are for you. And the street itself, and the ground under the street, and the ball of fire underneath the ground: all these things are for you. They are as much for you as they are for other people. Remember this when you wake up in the morning and think you have nothing.

Miranda July, No One Belongs Here More Than You (via pavorst)