“How is the life of a creative person—an artist, a designer, a composer—related to his or her work?” The New Yorker lists 7 archived pieces by way of answer.
Creative Person, Creative Life
True Blood
Let them drink blood. Seriously (kind of).
“You may better yourself by reading this, but who cares?”
“Usually, with a novel, you start with no idea what to do because your job is to create convincing characters and then they just run around getting crazy. The problem with writing a memoir, obviously, is you can’t do that because you sort of know what’s going to happen. Because you’re the character.” – Gary Shteyngart
Veering Bogward
At The Rumpus, Shawn Andrew Mitchell reviews Dark Lies the Island, the new short story collection by the Irish writer Kevin Barry. Mitchell quotes a number of the book’s more interesting idioms and perceives “an impolitic decadence to how Barry couples his words.” (Related: we interviewed Barry a few weeks ago.)
I’m Not Excited
The "Albums of Our Lives" series over at The Rumpus is a consistent source of entertaining essays. This week's contribution, which focuses on Vampire Weekend's Modern Vampires of the City, is no aberration.
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Literary Bald Britney Spears
Following Sarah Hepola's devastating New York Times Magazine profile of Cat Marnell with empathy and queer theory, Jane Hu's piece on what it means to read Marnell, to follow her and crave her work even as her work destroys her, merits reading and rereading.
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Janie Crawford and Tea Cake on Air
To commemorate the book's 75th anniversary, WNYC and WQXR Radio will present a live radio play of Zora Neale Hurston's Their Eyes Were Watching God. New Yorkers will be able to catch the broadcast on February 29th and March 1st, and then the rest of the nation can hear it in September.
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