- Jenn: I need to read THE SECRET HISTORY.
- Stephanie: I can't believe you haven't read it yet.
- Jenn: I know, it's awful; I'll read it next.
- Stephanie: You can't read it now!
- Jenn: What? What?
- Stephanie: You have to read it in the winter. At night. While drinking wine.
- Jenn: ....
- Stephanie: Really, anything you can do to make yourself feel insecure and 19 years old, is what you need to do before and then while reading that book.
- Jenn: ......
- Jenn: Okay, I'll put it on my to-do list for November.
- Stephanie: Good.
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bookavore reblogged wordbrooklyn:In the winter. At night. While drinking wine.
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Stephanie Anderson, aka bookavore, has accepted the position of Head of Readers’ Advisory at the Darien Public Library in Darien, CT, one of the most respected libraries in the country. Stephanie has been Manager of WORD in Greenpoint, Brooklyn, for over three years. WORD owner Christine Onorati: “Stephanie has been crucial to the growth of our business these last three years. While I’m sad to move forward without her, I’m so grateful for the immense dedication and hard work she’s given this store. Knowing how excited she is to take on this new opportunity makes us all very excited for her and we wish her only the best in her new role.”
WORD is now accepting applicants for the position of Manager; Stephanie will stay on through June to help with the transition. Qualified individuals with prior bookstore experience and preferably management experience can email a resume to info at wordbrooklyn dot com. -
riverheadbooks reblogged booksmatter:
Hope to see all our book friends at the first ever fundraiser for VIDA on June 18 at the Brooklyn Brewery! Riverhead Books is proud to host this beer & dancing throwdown for a worthy cause.
In college, one of my English professors threatened to institute a “sorry jar” policy for the females in his classes. Like the “swear jar,” the sorry jar would have required a monetary donation any time a female spoke in class and, at some point in her talking, apologized. Apparently his female students—strong, smart women in a top liberal arts college—often (unconsciously, accidentally) apologized, just for expressing their ideas.
In 2011, The Atlantic published 235 pieces men and 91 by women. Harper’s: 141 men, 42 women. The London Review of Books: 504 men, 117 women.
VIDA: Woman in Literary Arts compiles the above numbers every year, one of their many efforts to explore critical and cultural perceptions of writing by women. Their first annual fundraiser, hosted by Riverhead Books, will be June 18, 2012, in Brooklyn. I suggest you attend—not only to drink unlimited beer and to mingle with Emma Straub but to support this organization and the women writers out there who, every day, are fighting to be heard.
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About a month ago, before I had left the internet, I got an offer for my iPhone and I bit. Phoneless, and with my upcoming experiment in mind, I wandered over to the shady, “authorized” AT&T store near my home and picked up the trashiest dumbphone I could find. I hated this phone. I hated it so much, in fact, that a few days later I let it run out of charge, and then finally I lost it in a desk somewhere. I didn’t recover it for a week. In my normal life, I do very little collaboration and communication on my phone. I have a small social circle, and its members are usually available over Twitter, email, or IM. There were a couple dicey situations involving meetups at specific times and locations, but for the most part I went through my life gloriously out-of-reach. And yet…
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The Song of Achilles is great though serious fun! You should read it.
I think it’s a fair assumption that if you read my blog you are a nerd, which means when you were a kid, you were just a flat-out dork, which means you had at least one period of obsession with Greek mythology and its unending stories and things to memorize. (I had only had one myself, but I had two periods of Egyptian-mythology obsession, the blame for which rests with Zilpha Keatley Snyder.)
If I have assumed correctly, then you should read this book, which will plunge you right back into the glory of all that insanity, except with more overt acknowledgement that, yeah, some Greeks were gay. (Even the famous ones. Especially the famous ones.) The tone and the pace are perfect. But what I loved most about it was that Miller has done such a good job of bringing to life what’s always fascinated me most about that period in history: the gauze-y vagueness of living in a time where the gods were as much a part of life as weather, and just as incomprehensible. The scariness and banality of a world at constant war, with tangled loyalties and family trees. The humanity people had then, too, and the way they faced death.
A strange afteraffect of this book is that I finished it last night, and then today started tearing through Bring Up The Bodies (of course, it’s amazing so far, I can’t believe I took a break from it to write this), and Achilles is ALL OVER that shit. Achilles this, Achilles and Hector that. Nary a Tudor can resist the allure of an Achilles reference!
I like when the books talk to each other. It’s trippy.
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housingworksbookstore reblogged thecoffinfactory:“This “magazine for people who love books” distinguishes itself in the quality of its short fiction and illustrations. New works by mostly established writers include many in translation, giving Coffin Factory a distinctly international vibe. Many of the illustrations are depictions of new works currently on display in a gallery. All this gives Coffin Factory a classy freshness sure to be enjoyed by anyone who appreciates contemporary arts and literature.”
— The Coffin Factory is among Library Journal’s Best Magazines of 2011! (via thecoffinfactory)
Hell yeah! Join us to celebrate the classy freshness of issue #3 on June 27! Details coming soon.
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"I didn't realize we were bragging"
Maybe I’m the last to know about David Rees. He’s the guest on the latest episode of Brad Listi’s “Other People” podcast. He turns out to be very funny. If you ever hear me attempt to droll up a conversation by saying “I didn’t realize we were bragging,” you will know it’s because I stole the line from Rees …
REES: Well, first of all, I never had any kind of sports memorabilia on my wall. Wasn’t really my scene. I did have some pretty amazing Lamborghini sports-car posters on the wall because I went through a phase where I was obsessed with Italian sports cars.
LISTI: I had a Porsche.
REES: You literally had a Porsche? Or you mean a poster?
LISTI: No. I had a poster.
REES: I was gonna say. It must be nice. I didn’t realize we were bragging. Yeah, I used to have two Izod button-down shirts.
The interview also features a surprisingly elaborate dialogue on the aesthetics of phone numbers. And there’s still about 25 minutes to go.
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Claude Lorrain, View of Shrubbery with a Wall on the Right, about 1640


