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George Catlin Biography (Book Acquired, Some Time Back in the End of June)
The end of June kinda got away with me with these books acquired posts. Anyway, I haven’t really made any time to check out Benita Eisler’s biography of lawyer-turned-painter George Catlin, a...
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The O. Henry Prize Stories 2013 (Book Acquired, Sometime Last Week)
Here are the table of contents for the 2013 O. Henry Prize Stories: Your Duck Is My Duck, by DEBORAH EISENBERG Sugarcane, by DEREK PALACIO The Summer People, by KELLY LINK Leaving Maverley, by ALICE...
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Gertrude Stein on Football
In a 1934 radio interview, Gertrude Stein talks American football: INTERVIEWER: You saw the Yale-Dartmouth game a week ago Saturday didn’t you? Did you understand that in the American way or the...
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The O. Henry Prize Stories 2013 (Book Acquired, Sometime Last Week)
Here are the table of contents for the 2013 O. Henry Prize Stories: Your Duck Is My Duck, by DEBORAH EISENBERG Sugarcane, by DEREK PALACIO The Summer People, by KELLY LINK Leaving Maverley, by ALICE...
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Denis Johnson’s Train Dreams is a perfect novella
With blunt grace, Denis Johnson navigates the line between realism and the American frontier myth in his perfect novella Train Dreams. In a slim 116 pages, Johnson communicates one man’s life story...
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Brown and the Farrier | A menacingly comic vignette from Cormac McCarthy’s...
A self-contained episode from late in Cormac McCarthy’s Blood Meridian; this little vignette captures the book’s strange mix of menace and humor: Noon he was red-eyed and reeking before the alcalde’s...
View ArticleHerman Melville’s Whale Steaks
In Chapter LXIV of Herman Melville’s Moby-Dick, Stubb, second mate of the Pequod, demands whale steaks for dinner. He’s not happy with how the cook has prepared the steaks though, complaining they are...
View ArticleJudge Holden holds forth on war (Blood Meridian)
From Chapter XVII of Cormac McCarthy’s novel Blood Meridian— They grew gaunted and lank under the white suns of those days and their hollow burnedout eyes were like those of noctambulants surprised by...
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