It seems like Gary Shteyngart may be embarking on a new career as a viral video star (remember his wacky book trailer for the hardcover of Super Sad True Love Story?). Here he is with Paul Giamatti in a “buddy comedy” touting the paperback.
Out this week: The Blazing World by Siri Hustvedt; The Heaven of Animals by David James Poissant; Cementville by Paulette Livers; Damage Control by Amber Dermont; Blood Will Out by Up in the Air author Walter Kirn; Shotgun Lovesongs by Nickolas Butler; and The Haunted Life, a new collection of early writing by Jack Kerouac.
Middlesex author and Pulitzer Prize winner (and Year in Reading alum) Jeffrey Eugenides has a new story out in this week’s issue of The New Yorker. Titled "Find the Bad Guy," it may well be the first New Yorker story to show a character playing Words with Friends. Sample quote: “She had her arms around me, and we were rocking, real soft-like, the way Meg did after we gave her that kitten, before it died, I mean, when it was just a warm and cuddly thing instead of like it had hoof and mouth, and went south on us.”
The Omnivore has announced the shortlist for its the Hatchet Job of the Year Award, honoring "the author of the angriest, funniest, most trenchant book review of the past twelve months." Worthy candidates all, though we note that our review, written by Holloway McCandless, of Michael Cunningham's By Nightfall is perhaps even more trenchant than (and was published over a month before) Adam Mars-Jones' shortlisted review, which, like ours, found Cunningham's endless references to the literary canon tiresome.
Graduation season is upon us, and college students across the nation are listening to esteemed commencement speakers. Some get treated to the likes of Bill Watterson, Jon Stewart, or Barbara Kingsolver. (I got to listen to The Rock.) In the thrill of the moment, it feels like it hardly matters who's at the podium. One wonders if audiences really grasp the material in these speeches right away, or if the speaker's words only become clear later on. Inspired by David Foster Wallace's iconic Kenyon address in 2005, our own Kevin Hartnett tried to find out.