Recommended reading: “One of the drillers fell to his knees. Some sobbed, in the way men do when their mothers die, or when their sons are born.” An exceptional and deeply moving long-form essay in the New Yorker recounting the 69 days spent underground by the famed ’33’ Chilean miners buried in the 2010 accident at Copiapó.
On the 33
Marxman
Recommended: Max Strasser on the late Eric Hobsbawm.
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Love to Hate
Just in time for AWP, The New York Times has published a look at "Why Writers Love to Hate the MFA." We've published several other perspectives on the degree over the years, like this, this, this and this.
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Hard to Define
"Every single book or painting or piece of music exists and we take from it what we need and love and shape it into another narrative that goes out into the world or stays within us, so it’s this great thing of one narrative piling onto the next. It’s hard to define." Miriam Toews talks with The Rumpus about her novel All My Puny Sorrows and the distinctions, or lack thereof, between autobiography and fiction.
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Submergence Coming to a Theater Soon?
U.S. film producers have acquired the movie option rights for J. M Ledgard’s Submergence, a book Kathryn Schulz called a “strange, intelligent, gorgeously written book” – among the best she read all of last year.
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New DFW
An excerpt from David Foster Wallace's unfinished novel, The Pale King, appears this week in The New Yorker. It's good.
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Fire Good…But Also Bad
I'm loving these Time Travel posters from 826LA's Echo Park Time Travel Mart. (via).
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