It is an interesting feature of stories and fiction that they resist summary. You cannot read a summary of Anna Karenina and somehow stockpile its pleasures and charms. Narrative resists compression.
It is an interesting feature of stories and fiction that they resist summary. You cannot read a summary of Anna Karenina and somehow stockpile its pleasures and charms. Narrative resists compression.
“Truly this book is in memory of my brother, Jeff. When confronted with hatred or violence, he used to say: I don’t get that station, man. His inner radio was all about oranges, dogs, and trucks. We always made up life on our own. I miss him every day.”
From the dedication of Mecca by Susan Straight.
Standard Ebooks: “A volunteer-driven project that produces new editions of public domain ebooks that are lovingly formatted, open source, free of U.S. copyright restrictions, and free of cost.” /via Austin Kleon
On why Werner Herzog’s memoir finishes mid-sentence, it has to do with bullets and hummingbirds.
I picked up An Illustrated History of Ghosts featuring the awesome art (and words) of Adam Allsuch Boardman.