I started reading Divisadero this morning. I won’t bore you with how fabulous it is (effortlessly terrific thus far), but I will mention that shortly after I plucked the book off my shelf, I got in bed, quietly opened my phone’s web browser, and googled How to Pronounce Michael Ondaatje. I realize that as a literary scholar and celebrity, I should already know the answer to this question, but hey, I’m revealing to you a profound moment of weakness. Bask in this fleeting vulnerability, because I’m going to post eighty-five consecutive things about how muscular and brilliant I am to compensate.
I found this thing as one of my first search results. It is, like many things on the internet, perfect.