Interpretation and Loneliness
In the introduction to Although of Course You End Up Becoming Yourself, a
transcript of a five-day-long interview with late writer David Foster Wallace,
David Lipsky describes his book as “the one way
Noteworthy: Realise Minas Tirith
“Pippin cried aloud, for the Tower of Ecthelion, standing high within the
topmost walls, shone out against the sky, glimmering like a spike of pearl and
silver.”
For the equivalent of 2.9
The Apocalypse of <i>Seveneves</i>
At a Douglas Adams book talk I attended near the end of the last century,
someone asked the author what advice he had for writers. Adams’s first bit of
advice was this:
If a Tree Falls in the Forest and I’m the Only One There
Mark died on Monday
so he probably won’t read this
because I don’t know if he still exists.
Rachael showed me a picture
of you but I’m six years old
A Halfway Review of a Sometime Farmer
“Do you remember Noel Perrin driving his eco-car around town?” I ask.
My husband laughs, “Yes.”
“What color was it?”
“Red,” he says. He pauses and thinks some more. “Definitely red.”
I open