"Most of us can’t write like our heroes, but nearly every one of us can try to drink like them." Ian Crouch examines the myth of the great alcoholic writer and Charles Jackson's The Lost Weekend in The New Yorker's "The Book That Will Make You Never Want to Drink Again."
Are you still not following Pentametron, even after I urged you to do so last week? (And even after New York Magazine added it to its Approval Matrix?) Well, if that’s the case, I shouldn’t even share Earwickr with you. You don’t deserve to read Finnegans Wake spelled out on your Twitter timeline, 140 characters at a time. (Bonus: Michael Chabon reviews James Joyce’s final work for The New York Review of Books.)