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In a previous blog, with tongue in cheek, I suggested that Jay Gatsby and his excessive West Egg style might be a distant ancestor of Psy and his gaudy "Gangnam Style." I showed the graph to my students and asked if we could fill in a third column for Psy. This is what we came up with.
George Plimpton lived a life like James Thurber's dreamer, Walter Mitty, except he didn't dream about doing any exciting job in the world. He did the job. And then wrote about it.
I am a fast reader. By nature or nurture, I cannot say. My mother is a fast reader, as is my eldest son (he is...
For all the legacies that American politics has bequeathed to the world, one that rarely gets acclaim is its linguistic legacy. Many words that originated from American politics have permeated our general lexicon.
I remember looking at it out of curiosity, knowing nothing at all about Joyce, when I was eight or nine-years-old. It stood out from the other books adorned with more romantic covers and titles. And I remember leafing through it, lying on the floor, and finding it absolutely nonsensical.
In 1926, F. Scott Fitzgerald and his family were in France, spending most of their time on the Riviera where Baz Luhrmann's movie of The Great Gatsby will open the Cannes Film Festival tonight.
Gatsby is all the rage just now, especially Baz Luhrmann's movie rendition of F. Scott Fitzgerald's 1925 novel, The Great Gatsby. And you must have some water-cooler-worthy questions to toss out because, from what I can gather, it's all anybody is talking about.
Three months later and the Fringe universe is still thriving. Fans are writing fanfiction and creating art, and the first official tie-in novel, The Zodiac Paradox, comes out this month.
If you've ever been interested in the ongoing adventures of Batman or Iron Man, of the Avengers or the Justice League, then as a geek and a comic book peddler I can tell you: now is the time.
Dear Big Chance Book Awards: My question is, why didn't I even make the semi-final list of over 8,0000 aspiring writers? Are you kidding me? I want my entry fee refunded or I'll report you to the Attorney General. Yours, sincerely, etc. etc.
Christine Wilks's literary games harness the bodies of players to create poetic meditations on virtual and embodied forms of existence and memory. Coming from a background in film, she transitioned to digital writing, and is one of several e-lit creators who writes her own code.
Mike Gray's book, Drug Crazy, effectively utilizes "street stories" featuring cops, addicts, drug treatment workers and more to illustrate the real-life impact of drug policies -- which are his primary focus. According to him, the "drug war" has been a failure on many fronts.
After decades of being frustrated by how ignored Spain has been in the American press, where Europe always meant France and Italy, suddenly it is in the news virtually every day for the wrong reasons.
Estelline says her participation in performances of her local culture club "helps the audience, especially those who became orphans because this shows that they are...
"I feel kinship to many different writers for many different reasons -- I aim for (though I'm sure I don't always attain) the musicality of John Taggart, the compression and rapid tonal swerve of Graham Foust's early work, the biting quality and earthiness of Selima Hill..."
Norbert Blei -- writer, teacher, editor, publisher, and artist -- died late last month in Door County, Wisconsin. It would take several blogs to do him justice, so I won't even try. But I will try to explain his substantial impact on a fledgling writer he took pity on in the 1980s and 1990s.
Why do some videos go viral? Turns out it's not luck or chance. There's a science behind it. And it's not about cute cats.
Quick turnaround for an e-book single: Fast writers can bang out a 100-page e-book single about Arias in a month. That's how long it took AP reporters Josh Hoffner and Brian Skoloff.
The paint on my worn out ol' library soapbox is getting rather chipped these days, but I'm about to get back up on it, my friends. Brace yourselves.
On my first day at Tin House (and during cocktail hour), I anxiously asked Williams what she was reading/what I should be reading. Don DeLilo's Point Omega, she told me.