Attn, “half-educated Englishmen of literary proclivities”
The first edition of Fowler’s Dictionary of Modern English Usage, “an unabashedly prescriptivist tome,” is being reissued. (Via.)
The first edition of Fowler’s Dictionary of Modern English Usage, “an unabashedly prescriptivist tome,” is being reissued. (Via.)
The novelist Alexander Chee and I corresponded at Granta this summer about Jean Rhys’ doomed love affair with Ford Madox Ford and the novels each of them wrote after it imploded. Rhys’ novel was called Quartet. I have no idea whether the 1981 Merchant Ivory film based on it is any good, but it’s been posted online in ten parts. . . .
I intend to try Alex Balk’s method of cooking a fucking steak, although I’m pretty sure the first principle of the native Texan’s catechism is “use a grill.” I don’t think you’re even allowed to call it steak in my mother’s house if it wasn’t cooked over an open flame (or maybe chicken-fried). For another tempting pan-cooked variety, see Norman . . .
“For me it had become a concrete wall.” Stephen Emms discovers that he’s fallen out of love with Murakami. (See also.)
“When it’s a cold November in the soul, Melville’s Ishmael may go off to sea, but some of us simply reach for Hardy’s collected poems.” Indeed.