“How many male novelists does it take to screw in a lightbulb?” At The Toast, Mallory Ortberg writes some great jokes to use at your next cocktail party.
Joke’s On You
One Book, Two Covers
"What do these two books have in common?...Open each cover and you will only find similarities: They are the same book." For The Globe and Mail, our own Claire Cameron writes about one book being marketed with two different covers and titles to appeal to different audiences. Pair with: an essay about book covers featuring headless, backless women, and another on the beauty of typewritten book covers.
Tuesday New Release Day: Strayed, Iweala, Claudel, Andersen, Boyne, Hemingway, Dream Team, Pollack
Cheryl Strayed's collection of "Dear Sugar" columns is out this week (read our review). Also out are Our Kind of People by Uzodinma Iweala, The Investigation by Philippe Claudel, True Believers by Kurt Andersen, and The Absolutist by John Boyne. The new edition of Hemingway's A Farewell to Arms with all the extra endings is out, as is (just in time for the Olympics) an oral history of the original Dream Team. Donald Ray Pollack's The Devil All the Time is out in paperback.
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On Her 126th Birthday
"Her poems shimmer most when they reflect on the yearning to rebel against the constrained space granted to women’s voices in literature and life." On her 126th birthday, The Guardian argues that Edna St. Vincent Millay's poetry — not her reputation — should be remembered and celebrated. Pair with: an essay on being an uneasy, untamed women writer.
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Dr. Seuss’s Other Jobs
Did you know Dr. Seuss penned a lesser-known book of nudes? Or about his advertising work? (Hopefully you’re not at work today.)
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Genre, Ctd.
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Sanitize and Simplify
Recommended reading: The New York Times reports on a growing literary trend - YA nonfiction.
Oh my gosh, too funny…… Re: “How many male novelists does it take to screw in a lightbulb?” At The Toast, Mallory Ortberg writes some great jokes to use at your next cocktail party.”
OK, here’s mine:
From his corner at the repurposed-wood bar, he sneers at the sound of bad prose. The trace of a smile graces his lips. Give up, old man, give up, let the young buck plow the field!! He peruses the barmaid. Eureka! The perfect phrase at last…. “Her legs were supple but marred by blue-ropey veins…” He would show it to her later that night when he picked up the chapbook she just typed for him.
The End
Maureen Murphy
(Scourge of the Hipster Doufus)
Washington DC