Author Archives: Larissa Archer

R.I.P. Scottie Agar Jaickes

A friend of mine died a few nights ago. We worked together at my old theater company in San Francisco. I met him the summer I spent reading Steinbeck and so I’ve always associated the two of them–perhaps because Scottie … Continue reading

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Santa Fe, Bandolier, and Magdalena

Yes. That’s me. with a gun. Steve Bodio showed me the basics of pointing and shooting and shooting range etiquette when I visited him and Libby in Magdalena, southern New Mexico, with Peculiar and Mrs. Peculiar. That’s a “London Best” … Continue reading

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Here we go again…

I’m back in New York now and have to do something with my life, or at least, to find a job and stall. After a cocky start with the New York Times journalism and education job market, by the end … Continue reading

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announcing…..

The Ritual of … By Larissa Archer <a href="http://www.blurb.com/books/891246&quot; force="true" only_path="false" style="color:#fd7820; text-decoration:none;" title="BookPreview”>Book Preview

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Barcelona, Mon Amour

Yes, I’m in Barcelona now. Off to Madrid tomorrow! Here is my haiku on the continuing construction work on the Sagrada Familia: Stupid ugly craneRuining my photographsFuck you, crane. on the roof of Casa Pedrera at the Palau de la … Continue reading

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R.I.P. Anne Berven

I sang in Anne’s chamber choir all four years of college. I think it might have been the most enriching artistic experience of my life, and my college years certainly would not have been the same without it. I have … Continue reading

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Sometimes London is Funny

http://www.youtube.com/get_player This is what I did last night. I didn’t play; I just shouted along with the players. I didn’t realize there were so many people who knew how to play the ukelele. And that they all get together every … Continue reading

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Stupid Magazines

I was recently invited to submit some work to a new luxury magazine. That’s right—a magazine celebrating wealth, leisure, and conspicuous consumption. The editor sent me a list of possible topics including an examination of whether one should buy, part … Continue reading

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R.I.P. Yma Sumac

One of my favorite singers has died. Her passing has been overshadowed by the big news of the day–but here’s a brief example of her work for those who don’t know her.

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If Schlock Shops were Bedbugs…..

I’m beginning to worry about an unpleasant infestation occurring in my neighborhood of Kilburn. Every couple of weeks a grocery store or hardware shop closes and is replaced by a haphazard set-up shilling “leather” handbags for under a fiver or … Continue reading

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