The author of Subway Philosophy doesn’t consider herself a writer because she doesn’t live in Brooklyn.
She is a reformed chain smoker, a lover of all secrets, chronically hung over and wildly allergic to cats. If you ask her nicely, she will go out for a drink and tell you a long story.
Where applicable, she no longer prefers the Oxford comma. This is a recent development.
Originally from the Hudson Valley, a graduate of one of those good New England universities after a long dose of Writing, English Lit and Philosophy, she now lives in the East Village and spends her weekdays frantically running the PR of a well-known culture magazine.
You may notice her on the L train: she is the one leaning over a worn paperback with a pen tucked behind her ear. If you see red hair and smell liquor, that’s her. Feel free to offer a warm meal or an early evening single malt.
To contact the author of Subway Philosophy, send Love Letters to subwayphilosophy@gmail.com. She no longer responds to hate mail. She is in desperate need of monetary donations.
14 responses so far ↓
Scott // January 30, 2008 at 4:27 pm |
I enjoyed that.
I also enjoyed your review of Elaine’s on Yelp. That’s how I stumbled into your world/blog. I was searching for Elaine’s, and I found Lindsay’s.
I’m at work, and I should be working, but I’m leaving this comment, in the hope that we can strike up a dialogue. Nothing fancy. You just seem like an amazing girl. You had me at Annie Hall.
My name’s Scott. I’m a joke writer.
Woody Allen stole all my jokes, or so I like to think. I’ve never left an unsolicited comment on a stranger’s blog before, so this is all very exhilarating and a bit nerve-wracking. But, could you bear with me?
John // February 19, 2008 at 11:56 am |
So there’s these two blog comments and they walk into a bar… the first one says “I’ll have a drink”, and the other one says “Yarn…”, meaning, well, not sure really. Oh, you thought this was supposed to be a joke. More Zen then a joken, from the Dutch jo-ken, meaning poetic license to use words that have more rhyme than meaning. Hmmm… I’d thought about writing it as a joke but then, Elaine’s has really good food, and I got hungry and forgot what the joke was.
So… that’s an awful lotta rain you write about. What about creamy sunsets with lollipop suns and sordid Friendly’s 6-scoop chocolate banana split stories? Is it too late for the bread to rise before it’s baked? Too late for eyes wide open, in a crowded theatre, to watch the movie before it’s over? The popcorn is stale, yes, and the soda wayyy too big and worse yet flat, but I thought we came for the story line? It’s not a movie without a story line – or is it?
Goran // April 14, 2008 at 7:43 pm |
I don’t know that much bout life. Well, there’s an start and an ending. Below this timeline you’re free to choose your time, more or less.
And i choose to write you… I’ve read myself through your page and i loved it, but to be honest, what i like the most was your honesty, below your picture. ;)
I know, as well as you, that we’ll never meet us in real, but that’s kinda interesting.
Pls take a look over my cultural project, which is called baradore. http://www.baradore.ch, it’s very local based what i like.
Sorry for my bad english, wish you all the best for the future.
I’ve re-read myself through my posting, hell, it sounds as it was made from a stalker…
antiplath // May 14, 2008 at 12:42 pm |
god we even kinda look alike… who’s your dad???
/joking
scottyus // June 1, 2008 at 9:57 am |
antiplath stole my line. :(
;)
rickyanthony // June 15, 2008 at 10:50 pm |
happy Father’s day….
nice picture…even cute and beauty
Teresa // June 26, 2008 at 11:46 am |
Stumbled across your blog via yelp while searching for a good lunchtime spot around park ave s. great blog :)
Cynical Scribble // September 12, 2008 at 5:13 pm |
I’ve just stumbled on your blog – I like it.
ToryWilliamsBarnett // September 13, 2008 at 10:48 pm |
I am simply looking to find other genuises holding pen to paper, well now, finger tips to keys… “hmm” I wondered, “who else has much to say but chooses to let loose in excerpts… a desire to paint the full picture at the start but leaves a mere outline..?” Oh! you! Good to meet you. I appreciate your honesty in it’s literal form. You kind-a-inspire me to create a blog of MY vignettes…They should all come out at once, for if I leave any out I may be banned from the world of writing… oh wait, I am an author, THEY cannot ban me… at any rate… I would love to post a vignette to your avalanche of loving life! well yes, they are raunchy in nature but covered with satin sheets…let me know! Tory
raunchywithsatinsheets // September 13, 2008 at 11:27 pm |
Hello its me again… You may now consider yourself, An Inspiration To Someone….
ToryWilliamsBarnett
justjamesblog // November 19, 2008 at 8:43 pm |
One of the best bios I’ve read in some time. Smile inducing.
Cheers!
James Curtis Smith
iPocalypse.org
maureenj // November 30, 2008 at 2:44 am |
I look forward to reading more
brucehood // January 1, 2009 at 10:53 am |
Hi, was following the alphainventions trail and came to your witty blog.
bruce
http://www.brucemhood.com
sometimestreets // April 6, 2009 at 4:27 am |
Hi. :)
I like your writing.
That’s all.