Is “literary” fiction just a product of clever marketing? Elizabeth Edmondson thinks it is. At The Guardian, she argues that classically literary authors like Jane Austen had no idea they were writing Literature — posterity classified their work as such later on. Her essay dovetails nicely with our own Edan Lepucki’s argument that literature is a genre.
Cormac McCarthy's written a spec script about "a respected lawyer who thinks he can dip a toe in to the drug business without getting sucked down." I think we all know where that's headed.
Author Elaine Dundy died last week. Terry Teachout excerpted his introduction to her book, The Dud Avocado. Edan mentioned the book not long ago in a "staff picks" post."The One-Room M.F.A. Program"For John O'Brien, "Three" is not the magic number.Car names deemed "too academic:" Dodge Dissertation Defense V8, Chrysler Course Calendar Convertible, etc.AbeBooks' online symposium on book burning.
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In a 2010 profile, Deborah Eisenberg told us, of her current efforts at writing fiction, "I’m sort of desperately throwing myself against pieces of paper and only coming up with what look like bug smears." Now, as will shock none of her readers Eisenberg has come up with something considerably more appetizing: a new short story called "Recalculating." It's available, free, at the NYRB (!).