“Eleven years later, the Atlantic Monthly editor, Thomas Wentworth Higginson, made a similar request to an obscure, retiring poet named Emily Dickinson who had written a letter asking if her verses ‘breathed.’ Her response was much like Melville’s, if typically elliptical: ‘Could you believe me—without? I had no portrait, now, but am small, like the Wren, and my Hair is bold, like the Chestnut Bur—and my eyes, like the Sherry in the Glass, that the Guest leaves—Would this do just as well?'” The age-old problem: how writers deal with publicity.
Hungarian author and 2002 Nobel Prize winner Imre Kertész announced his retirement, reports Nicolas Gary in the French publication ActuaLitté. (Link to Google's translation into English.) As a "gesture of reconciliation" the Fatelessness author and Holocaust survivor has decided to give nearly 35,000 of his papers to the Academy of Arts in Berlin. Meanwhile, Kertész has recently had several of his shorter works released in handsome Melville House editions. (h/t Hari Kunzru)
Have you ever wondered what a music note might look like? Now you have, so go and check out Resonantia by artists Jeff Louviere and Vanessa Brown, a work which tests the limits of "cymatics—the patterns that sound waves induce in physical objects." One of Louviere's projects involved photographing the "shapes" of each of the 12 notes. Spoiler alert: G looks like a devil.
There was an article in the New York Times on cook book ghostwriters, and it called Gwyneth Paltrow out for not writing My Father's Daughter. Then the actress cum gourmand denied having worked with a ghostwriter in a tweet. Now Sari Botton, a frequent ghostwriter, has tried to clear the whole thing up in an essay on The Rumpus on why ghostwriting is such a fickle business, and a tricky term.
You may have read our review of Kazuo Ishiguro’s new novel The Buried Giant. You may also have read our own Mark O’Connell’s review at Slate. For another opinion, you could read James Wood, who writes about Ishiguro’s “prose of provoking equilibrium” in the latest New Yorker.
So does literature really have the power to bring liberals and conservatives together? Probably not. Either way, this is still a fascinating study: "The 'most startling result was this: it was conservative — not liberal — readers who are most active in producing this space of cultural compromise.' Basically, within this sample size, conservative readers tended to exude more generous praise for 'bridge books' and did so with a vernacular considered to be 'less heated or emotional.' Grammatically, they also expressed 'more complex thoughts.'"
Steve Jobs, a new movie written by Aaron Sorkin, directed by Danny Boyle, and based on Walter Issacson’s biopic, will be released in theaters on October 23rd. Watch the official trailer and read a review at The Awl. Pair with our essay on Jobs’s legacy and Apple’s private beach.