“It is not, however, fashionable to love acknowledgments, and for good reason: Most of them are numbingly predictable in their architecture, little Levittowns of gratitude.” In her last piece for The New York Times as a daily book critic, Jennifer Senior writes about her unabashed love for acknowledgements in books. From our archives: Henriette Lazaridis‘s essay on the same topic.
"[YOU can only speak to what you experienced outside several seconds after your coworker entered the building, but several seconds before YOU yourself reached your cubicle. YOU do not know if it is in fact still raining out. YOU say nothing and are forever plagued by the unknowable nature of the immediate present.]" These short existentialist plays starring you and your coworkers are sure to stir up some feelings of gloom, doom, and familiarity.
After three years of judging, and now "like one of those guys who comes back after graduation and loiters creepily around campus, remembering [his] faded glory days," our site's editor-in-chief C. Max Magee finally made it into the booth for the zombie round in The Morning News' Tournament of Books. Check out the perils of "the ARC onslaught" and which books were missing from the tournament altogether.
A high school music teacher is trying his damnedest to establish an official state song for New Jersey, which is apparently the only state in America without its own anthem. If you’re curious, here’s a list of the 49 other states and their official, state-sanctioned musical accompaniments.
Shall I compare thee to a wormhole? No, this essay on astrophysics and poetry coupled with a poem for Stephen Hawking is most definitely more lovely. Kalpana Narayanan wrote an essay for The Millions on physics, grief, and Paul Murray's Skippy Dies that may pique your interest.