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William Boyle


About

William Boyle is from Brooklyn, New York. He is the author of Gravesend, Death Don't Have No Mercy, Tout est brisé (Everything is Broken), and The Lonely Witness. He lives in Oxford, Mississippi.

Articles

CHART OF OBSESSIONS

An installment in our weekly series, The By and By.  For me, obsession with art is also about survival. I’m after the next thing, the next moment that will give shape or purpose to existence....

By William Boyle

CHEWING ON TOOTHPICKS

An installment in our weekly series, The By and By.  For me, toothpicks—like Zippo lighters and typewriters and vinyl records—have always signified classic coolness. My grandfather, a Brooklyn...

By William Boyle

IF THE BLUES ARE YOUR HUNTER

An installment in our weekly series, The By and By.  Songs: Ohia is the name under which musician Jason Molina—Ohio-born and bred, with deep West Virginia roots—performed and released his first...

By William Boyle

IT’S LATER THAN YOU THINK

An installment in our weekly series, The By and By.  The Jim Ridley line that I wrote about in a previous column, his beautiful notion that “you can find your voice by loving things”—that’s...

By William Boyle

THIS SMALL CORNER

An installment in our weekly series, The By and By.  I felt many days like I was no one and like nothing mattered and that I couldn’t write myself out of it. I wanted to be someone or something...

By William Boyle

WANDERING/WONDERING

An installment in our weekly series, The By and By.  As I listened, going first through What Would the Community Think again and then switching to Moon Pix , I felt the loneliness leave me. I...

By William Boyle

YOU CAN FIND YOUR VOICE BY LOVING THINGS

An installment in our weekly series, The By and By.  Even when Ridley pans a movie, he does it with heart. His takedown of Luc Besson’s The Messenger is written as “a short story that imagines a...

By William Boyle