“I suspect ‘chess rage’ and ‘road rage’ are neighboring neural impulses.” Tom Russell at Guernica Magazine has written a fascinating essay on a summer spent playing chess in Bryant Park and the unexpected artistic beauty of the game. Here’s a cursorily-related review of The Chess Machine, a book which features an unbeatable chess-playing automaton controlled by a dwarf.
Have you ever tweeted only to delete it a minute later after discovering a typo? Yes, even we aren't immune. At The New Yorker, our own Mark O'Connell examines the public humiliation that follows after you tweet something regrettable. Pair with: Our piece on literary Twitter's first tweets.
Here are the first lines of the new Tom McCarthy novel, C, forthcoming in September: "Dr. Learmont, newly appointed general practitioner for the districts of West Masedown and New Eliry, rocks and jolts on the front seat of a trap as it descends the lightly sloping path of Versoie House. He has sore buttocks: the seat’s hard and uncushioned."
My (very) short story "Pretzel Girl" is up at FiveChapters; it's part of their second annual Infinite Chapters series, wherein a story is posted each day for a little over two weeks. So far, there are stories by Paul Yoon and Jami Attenberg, among others.
“We are not trying to point fingers or prosecute. I am just trying to solve the last case of my career. There is no statute of limitation on the truth.” A retired FBI agent has launched a cold case review into identifying those who may have betrayed Anne Frank's hiding place to the Gestapo in 1944, reports The Guardian.