At Ploughshares, take a journey through Florence with Emily Smith (and Dante).
We submit that beginning a love story with the lede “I never intended to get a tortoise” pretty much guarantees that the reader will read to the end. In Sunday's New York Times Style section, Caroline Leavitt puts our theory to the test. (If you like her essay, you might want to pre-order her new novel.)
The New Yorker Book Bench is having a contest. Submit a photo of your pet dressed as a character from literature. My kittens are in for the worst two weeks of their young lives. Dante and Fur-gil? Tess of the O'Paw-bervilles? Jay Catsby? Oh my god. So many possibilities.
The Onion headline Bunch Of Phonies Mourn J.D. Salinger: "In this big dramatic production that didn't do anyone any good (and was pretty embarrassing, really, if you think about it), thousands upon thousands of phonies across the country mourned the death of author J.D. Salinger, who was 91 years old for crying out loud."
The third volume of Karl Ove Knausgaard's My Struggle was released on Tuesday. In a recent review for The Daily Beast, Ted Gioia argues that "we read [My Struggle] with horror and delight, because the protagonist—who is Karl Ove Knausgaard himself—is determined to reveal every embarrassing and shameful detail of his past life. Imagine a literary novel with grand Proustian ambitions, but combined with the ethos of those creepy Jackass-type reality shows in which contestants get a dose of renown by making fools of themselves. That’s the spirit of My Struggle." For a second opinion, be sure to check out our own review of the novel's earlier installments.