Ex Libris: May Books
There’s always an element of anxious calendar-watching for a reviewer and editor, since newspapers have lead-times and review copies of books tend to appear long before the finished copies
There’s always an element of anxious calendar-watching for a reviewer and editor, since newspapers have lead-times and review copies of books tend to appear long before the finished copies
Many years ago, I was invited by an old friend of mine to take part in a funeral. He’d been the lazy proprietor of a off-the-beaten-path little bookshop in a sleepy little town since roughly the Crimean War, always carrying along with nominal business at the cash register, always there for
Recently – I know this will shock you – there was a little dust-up on Twitter. Since this one was about books and the reading and writing world, it was a relatively minor dust-up, of course, but it was almost squarely in my own target-range of interest:
In my reading life, I’ve lost count of how many times some book has prompted me to say “Oh come ON” out loud. Whole generations of beagles have been surprised out of sound sleep by such outbursts on my part over the decades, and the outbursts haven’t all come about for the reason you might think.
Just the other day, the New Yorker’s Adam Gopnik published a short list of six books he thought “literature lovers” should read, and of course I not only read the list but