Our daily round-up of bookish links. Tastes great with coffee.
“And, finally, alongside the cap and gloves, whoever it is that makes these things, left an explanatory note, which revealed first, that she is a woman, (“Some even thought it was a ‘he’!…As if!”), that she is not, as many thought, an artist who specializes in sculpting books (“this was the first time”), that these sculptures were thank you gestures “in support of special places,” and that she had no intention of revealing her identity and anyway, newspaper readers across Edinburgh were happy “not to know…which was the point, really.”
Leave it to Scotland to have something as cool as a phantom literary sculptor.
“I placed the allotted nutrition capsules on my tongue bed and looked to the Nahin VI-8373 space podhole.”
This and more genre translations of “I hate a sandwiches and looked out the window.”
“I was 20 years old, and trying to write a short story for the first or second time when I came upon a paragraph I liked from a short story by B.S. Johnson called What did you say the Name of the Place was? It was so easy to do, as easy as picking up a drink, if you think about it.”
QR Markham’s explanation is more gripping than anything he could have stolen
“As we embark on this ambitious project, our first commitment is to serve the material, and we look forward to identifying and collaborating with the best screenwriters and filmmakers to help each of the pieces find its ideal form onscreen.”
Though sometimes, the best way to serve the material is to leave it the hell alone.