#new journalism

[cleopatragirlie]

❀ 𝐉𝐨𝐚𝐧 𝐃𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐨𝐧 ❀

[tilbageidanmark]

...We were somewhere around Barstow on the edge of the desert when the drugs began to take hold. I remember saying something like I feel a bit lightheaded; maybe you should drive....'' And suddenly there was a terrible roar all around us and the sky was full of what looked like huge bats, all swooping and screeching and diving around the car, which was going about a hundred miles an hour with the top down to Las Vegas. And a voice was screaming:Holy Jesus! What are these goddamn animals?''

[mushroomjawn]

Long shot but I really would love some recommendations for humorous literary/new journalism?? These are articles written by investigative/immersion journalists that read like fiction (prose, dialogue, scene, etc.). I'm particularly looking for ones on the funnier end. Just have a craving tbh

[potholefullofsoup]

[viola-sororia]

first class news paleontologists never disappoint

[thoughtportal]

the things that are reported matters. the language used matters. what is left out of the story matters.

[mysharona1987]

[edgarwhitmanwilde]

Source: the-night-picture-collector

Danny Lyon, Young Mechanic, Knoxville, Tennessee, 1967

[krysmcscience]

I have some questions about karaoke night, Alex Hirsch. Very Important Questions. Which I will happily scream at a poor hapless baby triangle who can have no answers for me, and possibly also does not have object permanence yet.

Follow-up that is I guess suggestive, but let's be real here, Bill's a fucking triangle:

Dude slipped right into his birthday suit, lmao

this is so stupid :D

Anyway, I don't care what anyone says, this brilliant individual knows what's up - Bill is absolutely way more of a monsterfucker than Ford could or ever will be, full stop.

[moonlayl]

“Mistake”

[hansoeii]

Jayce's Journal - A Hidden Entry

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Whatever the result is, I will attempt to recreate it as a drawing!

[itsblosseybitch]

Barbara baked a macrobiotic apple pie and she and Tom and Max and Sharon and I are eating it. Barbara tells me how she learned to find happiness in "the woman's thing." She and Tom had gone somewhere to live with the Indians, and although she first found it hard to be shunted off with the women and never to enter into any of the men's talk, she soon got the point. "That was where the trip was," she says. Barbara is on what is called the woman's trip to the exclusion of everything else. When she and Tom and Max and Sharon need money, Barbara will take a part-time job, modeling or teaching kindergarten, but she dislikes earning more than ten or twenty dollars a week. Most of the time she keeps house and bakes. "Doing something that shows your love that way," she says, "is just about the most beautiful thing I know." Whenever I hear about the woman's trip, which is often, I think a lot about nothin'-says-lovin'-like-something-from-the-oven and the Feminine Mystique and how it is possible for people to be the unconscious instruments of values they would strenuously reject on a conscious level, but I do not mention that to Barbara.

Joan Didion, "Slouching Towards Bethlehem", Slouching Towards Bethlehem

[twafordizzy]

Norman Mailer laat Jesus zijn eigen evangelie schrijven

bron beeld: abc.es Wat als… Jesus zijn eigen evangelie had geschreven. Die vraag hield de Amerikaanse schrijver Norman Mailer (1923-2007) bezig. Het resulteerde in de roman Het evangelie volgens de zoon. Mailer is een niet onomstreden figuur in de Amerikaanse literatuur van met name de jaren 60 en 70. Samen met Truman Capote en Tom Wolf vertegenwoordiger van het New Journalism, waarin…

[ssavaart]

Went to New York City and sketched and sketched and sketched...