Word: dorking
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...specializes in young-adult novels. So when Steven Malk, 33, used his job as an excuse to talk to Dr. Frank, as Portman is known, after a show, he was surprised when Dr. Frank said yes, sure, he would write a novel for teenage boys. That novel, King Dork, is far more successful than all the songs Portman has ever written put together. Already in its sixth printing, it has been showered with positive reviews. Will Ferrell's film company just bought the film rights, and, per society's new semiotics of success, coolly disaffected kids are obscurely celebrating...
Even after the cutting and streamlining, the book is deeply nuanced--a teen novel in the way that Mark Twain wrote teen novels. Or J.D. Salinger. In fact, the punk conceit of King Dork is that the main character rails against "the cult of Catcher in the Rye." The cover of King Dork is a faux red Catcher cover, with the title and Salinger's name erased and replaced by Portman's. "I always felt a lot of people might have been faking the adulation of it, to impress their parents or their teachers," says Portman. Plus, he knew that...
...Will Ferrell. Chris Henchy, a writer and producer who works at Ferrell's production company, said it bought the film rights to King Dork because of the darkly comedic way Portman captured how hard high school is. "There's nothing funnier than biking to your first sexual experience," Henchy says. "Do you know how far you will ride on your bike for your first sexual experience? There is no answer. Because you will just continue to go." And the video clip that Portman, experienced at self-promoting from years in an indie band, put on YouTube to publicize his book...
...sweaty, dusty ascent to see arguably the most important piece of architecture in the world. But I would always go to the beach or sunbathe (the most perfect word in Greek, “heliotherapia”) on my balcony instead.I know this sounds extremely vapid. The history dork in me was thrilled by antiquity and when I finally got up to the Acropolis, it was amazing. But everyone expected that I would see really really old stuff when I went to Greece; no one, including myself, expected me to come back with any semblance...
...your companions from the diaper crowd. Your classes are no longer cemented to a daily, regimented schedule that starts at seven and ends at two. You are finally free from those defining middle school years that eternally labeled you as the quiet girl, an “orch(estra) dork,” or that kid who wore jumpers every day in seventh grade. Tabula rasa. The slate is clean...