R.I.P. Elaine Dundy
Terry Teachout, whose introduction to Elaine Dundy’s marvelous The Dud Avocado ran here last year, writes that the author has died.
Terry Teachout, whose introduction to Elaine Dundy’s marvelous The Dud Avocado ran here last year, writes that the author has died.
Britain’s smoking ban inspires a new portmanteau word: Smirting. The Times traces the history of the form. (Via.)
Dmitri Navokov will consider publishing a fascsimile of the index cards that constitute his father’s last novel draft.
The plane back from Georgia was delayed, and all the pulled pork, okra, and cake I ate this weekend must have gone to my brain. I can’t concentrate to answer email, much less catch up on reading. For now, try Wilfred, an Australian TV show being shown in daily installments at IFC.com. Ingredients: one man, one woman, and a bong-smoking . . .
Remember that essay I was writing last year about my ex-? I keep forgetting to say that it will be anthologized next year in a collection of doomed-relationship essays edited by my friend Michael Taeckens. Last I checked, the contributors included Kate Christensen, Junot Díaz, Gary Shteyngart, Saïd Sayrafiezadeh, Dana Rasso, Tayari Jones, Amanda Stern, Pasha Malla, Wendy McClure, T. . . .