You may have heard that Haruki Murakami has a new book on shelves. Woody Brown reviewed it for The Millions last week. Over at Electric Lit, Lincoln Michel invites us to play Murakami Bingo, created by Grant Snider, once again. It might also be a good time to read Ben Dooley on 1Q84.
Look, we get it. You're as sad as the rest of us that Frank Ocean's new album didn't actually drop on Friday. Luckily, there's a fantastic essay over at The Atlantic which examines Ocean in the context of Harper Lee and the myth of the reclusive artist: "Channel Orange, like Mockingbird, is an unapologetic masterpiece for people defining themselves at the intersection of lived experience and possibility."
Do our brains determine how we write? Joyce Dyer explores the possibility that genre is influenced by how our brains are wired but wonders if that limits us. "The page may be forcing compromises that the brain, in such close relationship with the mind, must rightly refuse," she writes.
“'This splendid lady sandbagged me,' Bloom said in a recent phone conversation, with the lofty, ungrudging admiration of an old general recalling an opposite number’s surprise attack at some long-ago battle. Flummoxed, he asked if they had not made an agreement. Ozick, Bloom recollects, said, 'When you are dealing with the devil, you must be prepared to do anything!'" This New York Times Magazine profile of Cynthia Ozick makes it clear that, at 88, she shows no signs of slowing down.