Your inner monologue is whip-smart. You can’t imagine life outside Manhattan. You’ve had multiple husbands, all of whom left you for other women. Is it possible you’re in a Grace Paley story?
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Ethnoburb, For One Hundred
Prepare to lose a few hours on the glorified Wikipedia wormhole that is Daily Idioms, Annotated, then read this brief interview with the blog's creator, material scientist Debbie Chachra.
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Something Simple
"When I want to be ambushed, captured, thrust into a strange and vivid world, and tossed aloft until I cannot stand it, until everything is at stake and life feels almost unbearably vivid, I do something simple. I read short stories." Electric Literature has posted Ben Marcus's "paean to the contemporary American short story," which doubles as the introduction to New American Stories and does a pretty good job of capturing just what it is we love about reading fiction.
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Got Two and a Half Days to Kill?
Hachette Audio has composed a 56-hour long audiobook version of Infinite Jest. In case you're wondering: no, they don't read the endnotes; they're provided as a "bonus PDF." Also, The Huffington Post gathered two audio excerpts.
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Self-Publishing… With Penguin
Want to be published by Penguin? For $99 (£60), you can! As stated in this Guardian article, "Penguin USA will provide the service through its genre-fiction online community, Book Country, which launched in May offering wannabe authors the opportunity to post their work online and receive feedback." The news comes on the heels of Amazon's announcement that Amanda Hocking has become the second self-published author to tally 1,000,000 Kindle sales.
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“You’re allowed to laugh.”
A new installment of #LitBeat, in which Steve Almond gives a hilarious and exuberant reading in Moscow, Idaho.
Keanu Reeves, Poet
for actors who've considered suicide/when the matrix isn't enuf: Keanu Reeves, who some years ago raised hackles when he played Shakespeare's melancholy Dane, has now written a book-length poem called Ode to Happiness that pokes fun at excessive melancholy. "I draw a hot sorrow bath/In my despair room," it begins.
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Kafka Who?
When you think "Franz Kafka," it typically isn't his sunny disposition that comes to mind. According to Reiner Stach, this new collection of ephemera, however, seeks to challenge the tired, old conception of Kafka-as-tortured neurotic. Here's a Millions review of Stach's twin biographies of Kafka, himself.
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