“Will excessive drinking unleash your creative energy? Who can say?” Over at The Toast, intrepid cataloger Ren Arcamone has compiled a list of things you could be doing instead of writing your thesis. Go read it instead of writing your thesis. Continue the stay of essay execution and check out Mallory Ortberg’s hilarious (and helpful) guide to some common signs that you might be dying in a Victorian novel.
Don't blame Amazon or Goodreads for authors writing rave reviews of their own work. Writers have been self-promoting since the 1700s, when it was called "puffery." As Nicholas Mason writes for Symposium Magazine, "Nearly every British writer of the late eighteenth and early nineteenth centuries either participated in or benefitted from ginned-up book reviews." The list of puffed up authors includes Mary Wollstonecraft, Walter Scott, and Mary Shelley.
"So Be It! See To It!" So you may have already seen this on the literary internet earlier this year, but today's Friday, and we needed a little infusion of life: enter Octavia Butler's amazingly awesome note to self (via the also amazing and awesome Rose Eveleth).
First there was Keith Richards's autobiography, Life. Now he is writing a children's book, complete with illustrations by his daughter. Gus & Me tells the story of Richards's bond with his grandfather, which is slightly more normal than snorting his dad's ashes.
City of Quartz author Mike Davis is writing a biography of the Los Angeles Times' bygone publisher Harrison Gray Otis. Appropriately, the installments will be serialized by the Los Angeles Review of Books.