On cosmic realism
Francesca Mari applauds the natural rhythms of cosmic realism — Marilynne Robinson’s term — in our YouTube world, but finds Swan’s The Boys in the Trees wanting.
Francesca Mari applauds the natural rhythms of cosmic realism — Marilynne Robinson’s term — in our YouTube world, but finds Swan’s The Boys in the Trees wanting.
A whistleblower reveals that a Baghdad hotel shelled in 2003, while journalists were stationed there, was on an Army target list. (Via.)
In “Papa Hemingway! Where Are the Men?,” Choire Sicha, no hater of boys, laments the state of their writing — and offers a Katherine Dunn update.
Rebecca Skloot reports that the talented Wyatt Mason will be keeping a blog, Sentences, at the Harper’s site.
Everything GMB says about ye olde daye job is true, including the part about the guy who dropped his toothbrush in the urinal and then brushed his teeth with it anyway. At right is a blurry photo of the famed “Please do not spit in sink!” sign that someone hung in the kitchen. My favorite part: The “How disgusting!” appended . . .