Humans have been covering paintings, windows, and mirrors after the passing of loved ones for generations. Why do we feel the need to close off our connection to the outside world when we are grieving? Colin Dickey writes about the social, literary, and religious connotations of grief and memory at Hazlitt. At The Millions, Lidia Yuknavitch writes about channeling her grief into art.
Wes Anderson really likes trains, and not just any trains -- the director of The Grand Budapest Hotel is a big fan of riding on Amtrak. “It's one thing to be stuck together for the long haul to New Zealand in the upper deck of a 747 for 16 hours," he told a writer for the company’ s blog, "but it's an altogether different matter to hit the dining car three meals a day for two and a half days running onboard the Southwest Chief." This may be a good time to read our own Nick Ripatrazone's essay on writers and trains.
Amazon created an "Election Heat Map" to tally the number of "red" and "blue" books sold across the nation, and the count is updated hourly. The results are somewhat surprising to those who believe liberals read more than conservatives. (Perhaps liberals frequent more independent bookstores?) At the time of this writing, "red" books are favored by a margin of 7%.
The first reviews of Zadie Smith's new collection of essays, Changing My Mind, are in and the general line's a non-committal, guarded praise. I think it's wunderkind jealousy, myself. Voici: The L.A Times review and The San Francisco Chronicle review.