Now that he’s signed a $142 million contract with the Boston Red Sox, outfielder Carl Crawford has turned his attention to pursuing his decades-long dream of running an antiquarian bookstore. (context)
Carl Crawford to Open Antiquarian Bookshop
“Any given moment”
In mid-January, ten days after moving to California, Geoff Dyer suffered a stroke while throwing away trash in his new home. At the hospital, he recovered quickly, but the incident left him “conscious that the ground could open Adairishly beneath my feet at any moment.” In the LRB, he writes about the experience. (Related: Dyer wrote two Year in Reading entries for The Millions.)
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Reading about Reading
Recommended Reading: Clare Beams writes for Ploughshares about the effect of reading a story in which someone reads a story.
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Off to the Races
Following our coverage of the Man Booker Prize shortlist, it’s now time to place your bets on which book will eventually triumph. At The Atlantic, Joe Pinsker offers a tip based on previous winners: focus not on the book itself, but on its reviews.
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The Zone
In the past few years, we’ve seen a swell of books that focus on female friendship. The newfound popularity of writers like Elena Ferrante has given us a new wealth of books that explore this kind of relationship. At Salon, Dear Thief author Samantha Harvey examines why this is, as part of a larger discussion about her own novel and the literary landscape. You could also read our review of Harvey’s earlier novel The Wilderness.
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I sincerely hope, Emily, that you realize this piece is a joke, a bit of satire. I took the time to write in to say this because your post reveals not even the tiniest, most infinitesimal hint that you are aware of the fact that this is not real.
But then, I can’t see the loopy grin behind your computer screen as you type…
Richard, you might check the second link, the one which says “context” which discusses the whole meta-backstory and surrounding hubbub about this indeed being a joke.
Oy, shamefacedly: indeed! Sorry, Emily. I did not notice that little parenthetical there…