Book Reviews & The Written Word
Without the Written Word, books wouldn't even exist.
From the category archives:
Oh, Mr. Irving. How clever you must feel. The delightful, blissful, pee-your-pants-a-little-bit joy you must feel each an every morning when you wake up and realize that, while your book is a literary disaster and the public is outraged that such a travesty would flow from the tip of your pen (MacBook Pro?), you can sit pretty because, apparently, that’s the whole point.
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Dateless for V-Day?
Down in the dumps?
Don’t be. Because while all your friends and family are out cavorting out on the town or in between the sheets, they are not reading. Their fancy dinners will last a few hours and might give them food poisoning. Unlike the book you read. A book knows how to treat you right.
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For a book that could have been the Holy Grail for wordies everywhere, Emily Arsenault’s The Broken Teaglass was a let down. The setting for a brilliant mystery novel is there: an intriguing job, a saucy love interest, an unsolved murder, creepy neighbors – books greater than you and me have been built [...]
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Wallace’s 2005 collection of essays is by no means new media, yet worthy of note this month, the half-birthday of DFW’s unfortunate demise.
Consider the Lobster, like all of Wallace’s prose, is hard work to read. These days, where drippy, thin works like Stephanie Meyer’s Twilight and Jodi Picoult’s entire repertoire are widely touted, [...]
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