Our daily round-up of bookish links. Tastes great with coffee.
“Because Berninger’s lyrics can move from heartbreaking to deadly ominous in a moment, and he easily wrenches the listener along with him — we think he’d do even better with the density of prose. You know the man reads — his wife was once the fiction editor for The New Yorker.”
Wait, The National’s frontman is married to a former The New Yorker fiction editor? WHY AM I NOT THIS PERSON. Why.
“But if you’re one of the millions of Americans who owns an iPad or its Android equivalent, there’s no need to wait. You can make the switch from Amazon to indie e-books right now, and do your part in the coming year to keep your town or city a more bookish place.”
Shop local, now from your couch.
“If literature wasn’t classified in some way, we’d be left wading through piles of books in which “Twilight” was stacked between Jay-Z’s memoir and Christopher Hitchens’ essays. Genres allow a reader to make a beeline for their favorite section, and spend the time they’d have to commit to rummaging through randomness on reading instead.”
What is it about the existence of genres that we find so frustrating? That they aren’t hard and fast? Or that we don’t like to classify art?
“Blogs have an ephemeral quality to them yet some of the best writing is on blogs.”
Jeff O’Neal is the editor of Book Riot. Follow him on Twitter: @readingape