Their political differences are legend, but did Vargas Llosa actually punch García Márquez 30 years ago over a woman? Namely, Vargas Llosa’s wife?
A poem William Carlos Williams wrote after (wrongly) diagnosing an 11-year-old girl with leukemia will be published for the first time by a Missouri university.
I’m headed to Austin later this week, and was just sitting here, spit-shining my best cowboy boots, listening to Redheaded Stranger, and wondering how far my native Texan status goes toward excusing this transformation into a SXSW-bound-Brooklyite cliché, when Amanda Marcotte spontaneously showed up at Jewcy to grant me home girl status. (She & Jonathan Ames are this week’s Movable . . .
“I Write Camille Paglia’s Next Column so She Doesn’t Have To.”