In 1952, John Steinbeck wrote that Al Capp, the cartoonist and Lil’ Abner creator, might well have been the best writer working in the world at the time. In the Times, Andy Webster reviews a new biography of Capp, which reveals that underneath it all lay “a toxic chip on his shoulder.”
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The Power of Social Media (And Sexts)
Poet Elisa Gabbert recaps the warm-your-heart generosity of poet (and “Poet Laureate of Twitter”) Patricia Lockwood’s Twitter followers.
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My Neighbor, the Poet Laureate
Poets & Writers magazine has posted my interview with my Brooklyn neighbor and U.S. Poet Laureate Philip Levine, along with a lovely recording of him reading his poem "The Mercy." It's worth a listen.
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“I know what’s next— / the horns, the hymns.”
Recommended Reading: “Epistrophy” by Jake Adam York, who passed away last December.
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A Dialect, A Language, A Struggle
Over at Slate, Mike Vuolo speaks with Bob Garfield about "African-American English," or, as some might say, "Ebonics." The two of them explore its history, misconceptions, and whether or not it's possible or even appropriate for a white writer (such as The Help author Kathryn Stockett) to attempt to write in the dialect of certain African-Americans.
“Books are an existential crisis”
Kyle Winkler, in an editorial for Vouched Books (which I've mentioned previously), writes that "books are an existential crisis" because we can't possibly read them all.
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Call It Humanistic Indecency”
Recommended Reading: Katy Waldman on Jenny Zhang's Sour Heart.
On Judging
"Gobble a lot of fiction very quickly and you soon find yourself suffering from the literary equivalent of a food intolerance. Oh no, you think, not another novel about X or Y. At these moments, only one thing keeps you going: the faint hope that the book in question might turn out to be the greatest novel ever written about X or Y." Rachel Cooke writes for The Guardian about reading 80 books in four months and the process of judging the Folio prize.
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Although I liked “Li’l Abner” the comic strip and the Broadway show (my parents took me when I was pretty young), anyone who ever saw Al Capp even briefly on TV in the 50s and 60s could see he was not a nice person or even a decent human being.