Our daily round-up of bookish links. Tastes great with coffee.
“”Chick-a-dee,” he said, rather than sang, perhaps wearying of the exercise. “Chick-a-dee. Chick-a-dee-dee-dee.”
I can think of something else I am wearying of.
“What do six books in a custom-made wooden case add up to? A $2,175 price tag at Anthropologie.”
It’s not a great sign for print books that books as bourgeois-bohemian art-objects is picking up steam.
” As in Lermontov’s “A Hero of Our Time” (and as in Fernando Pessoa’s “The Book of Disquiet,” which might well be this novel’s model in the flâneur tradition), the narrator is condemned to wander the darkened corridors of his own authenticity.”
What percentage of James Wood’s readers have any idea what he is talking about?
“The LJ data measure a range of library patrons, across all incomes and education levels, but, notably, the study has identified what the editors have dubbed “Power Patrons,” voracious consumers of media who log more than 47 books read per year—as compared to 27 on average read by all survey respondents.”
So good. You’re not a library dork. You’re a POWER PATRON.