Wes and his best friend
Decades Later And Across An Ocean, A Novel Gets Its Due : NPR
John Williams’ Stoner sold just 2,000 copies when it was originally published in 1965. It’s now acknowledged as a classic work, is a best-seller across Europe and the No. 1 novel in the Netherlands.
Lately, no piece of literary news has made me happier. Such a good book.
"If language is desire, if syntax and rhythm and tone and color create worlds of desire, if we see, if we live out on the margin, then how come we so often write between the lines? We who are ostracized, estranged, despised, denied rights of every kind? Why do we write as if we were inside?"
— Carole Maso, Break Every Rule
in other news, I saw Charles Bradley at the Apollo Theater
80% white crowd
100% white backing band
i love events at the apollo that are like that
with that and the flaming lips, i'm surprised there were any white people around to watch the office
"There was moonlight, treacherous, hostile, but he looked for a shadow to hide in, searching for the thickest of them."
— Meša Selimović, Death and the Dervish
"Vladimir Nabokov, a man as uncomfortable with extemporaneity as he was enamored of the public record, once suggested that his lessons at Cornell be recorded and played each term, freeing him for other activities."
— same article
"I had this real revelation—I’m not saying ‘epiphany,’ because people use that word wrong, because an epiphany should be when a really miraculous superhuman personality appears, so this is just a revelation, not an epiphany—and I thought, My God, Greg, you’ve been spoiled by the system!"
— Gregory Nagy, imparting knowledge at every turn (New Yorker)