“I don’t want to write ‘funny’ books where we all have to laugh our heads of all the time. The humor should come from behind, where we don’t expect it. And the life of a well-known writer is something you can laugh about quite easily.” On the occasion of his new novel Dear Mr. M, our own Claire Cameron interviews Herman Koch over at Salon.
How would you respond if someone asked you, "If you walk into a liquor store to count the unsold bottles, but the clerk is screaming at you to leave, what do you do?" during a job interview? At The Morning News, Giles Turnbull tried to answer the weirdest job interview questions. His answer to the question: "What in the name of God would I be doing counting unsold bottles in a liquor store? Are you trying to fuck with my mind?"
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.
On the infinite recreation and reimagining of Finnegans Wake, a book that was "crying out for the invention of the web, which would enable the holding of multiple domains of knowledge in the mind at one time that a proper reading requires," from The Guardian.
Paris Review editor Lorin Stein recommends a couple of self-help books to one reader in this week's mail blog. "Let your self-help freak flag fly!" he writes. Such might put you in esteemed company. As Maria Bustillos pointed out in her poignant investigation for The Awl, David Foster Wallace treasured many self help books.