Some regular readers who don't regularly read the Valve asked why I'm not x-posting my literary link dumps. Since I couldn't muster much of a response, I caved. (Don't worry, I have another post planned for the evening, and it is something else, I tell you, something else.)
Thanks to the passage of time, terrorism is now an acceptable novelistic subject. Just don’t make it Middle Eastern terrorism, because according to Brad Thor, “We’re getting Islamic terrorist fatigue.”
Harper Lee, 80, returns to the public eye old: “[In] an abundant society where people have laptops, cellphones, iPods and minds like empty rooms, I still plod along with books. I prefer to search library stacks because when I work to learn something, I remember it.”
Film novelization is a dying art, and that’s a shame, because “Quadrophenia [was] surprisingly good.”
Realism must embrace fundamentalism or risk losing its license.
The remains Sophia, Nathaniel and Una Hawthorne all repose now in Concord. “It’s very emotional,” explains Imogen Howe, “They know now in spirit that everyone is reunited.” Being dead, Sophia, Nathaniel and Una were unavailable for comment.
Macondo Aracataca care about Gabriel Garcia-Marquez. Or they’re unpersuaded that a town he hasn’t visited in 20 years can bank on his name.
Finally, the announcement of my new project, an attempt to create an abstract database for literary scholars.
This week on Bill Moyer’s Faith & Reason: Salman Rushdie. (Check local listings.) Future episodes to include Martin Amis, Margaret Atwood, Mary Gordon, David Grossman, Colin McGinn, Richard Rodriguez, Anne Provoost, Will Power and Jeanette Winterson.
David Morrell, Canadian author of First Blood and holder of a Ph.D. in American Literature from Penn State, won the 2005 Bram Stoker Award for Best Novel for Creepers. (Stephen King thinks him “chilling and hypnotically readable.” Frank Gado, reviewing John Barth: An Introduction, disagrees.)
Malawi must seek beyond its borders for quality literature, says MacMillan’s Constantine Simwaka: “Most Malawians are not creative enough to produce works that may attract the youth to read more.”
Publishers are determined to bring bling to literature. “Mental Case,” whose real name is Sal Dizzal, attributes the genre’s anticipated success to the fact that “People like to hear and read about where they come from, and the public [in general] wants to hear the gangster folklore.”
From beyond the grave, Chesteron continues to win converts.
An impoverished idiot complains about literary theory’s infiltration of the Fed.
Homer is a woman, maybe:
The idea of a woman writing The Iliad and not being bored out of her mind by the endless fighting and killings is a bit more far-fetched.
Gender essentialism? Pinker explains.
The government doles out $691,000 and discovers that “mindless reading” or “zoning out” impairs reading comprehension.