The Washington Post offers a long profile of the still underappreciated Edward P. Jones. We learn he hasn’t put a word of fiction to paper in four years but has been writing in his head. “‘I write a lot in my head,’ he says. ‘I’ve never been driven to write things down.'” (via @keelinmc)
Profiling Edward P. Jones
At What Age?
This week in book-related infographics: a look at “What Age Do Writers Publish Their Most Famous Works?” from Electric Literature.
Literary Bald Britney Spears
Following Sarah Hepola’s devastating New York Times Magazine profile of Cat Marnell with empathy and queer theory, Jane Hu’s piece on what it means to read Marnell, to follow her and crave her work even as her work destroys her, merits reading and rereading.
To Be Outnumbered
“At first I had three [children], because I think we need to be outnumbered. It’s good for them. That was my plan when I had three children.” Sit down with Karl Ove Knausgaard as he drives his daughter home. Jonathan Callahan reflects on how Knausgaard’s writing consumes him.
Quick Links
The LBC gets name-dropped by the Inside Google Book Search blog.After a too-long hiatus, Tingle Alley is back. Rejoice!The seamy underbelly of the celebrity cookbook industry.
Tuesday New Release Day
Newly on shelves today are much anticipated books by Adam Haslett (Union Atlantic) and Richard Bausch (Something is Out There).
Chelsea Girl
Eileen Myles is the weird poet that the mainstream is finally starting to accept. Here’s an essay from Stephanie LaCava at The Millions on how social media helped to push Myles’s historically ignored avant-garde world into the mainstream.
Borges’ Self-Portrait
Maud Newton posts a self-portrait by Jorge Luis Borges: “When he drew this, because Burt Britton asked him to, Borges was blind.”
…And If You Still Want More on The Pale King
I can’t recommend John Jeremiah Sullivan‘s 7,000-word article on The Pale King highly enough – not because he gets everything right, but because it’s what long-form writing about books should look like: passionate, lucid, wide-ranging, and awfully fun to read. I salute GQ for running it, and hope to see more literary coverage there in the future.