Posts Tagged: martin amis
Saturday 12/6: Nicholas Mugavero and Lawrence Giffin join the Segue Reading Series. Zinc Bar, 4:30 p.m., $5.
Kristen Kosmas, Holly Melgard, and Romsey Scott read poetry. Wendy’s Subway, 8 p.m., free.
Sunday 12/7: Diana Hamilton, Kim Rosenfield, Charity Coleman, and Jeffery Berg join the Fantasy Reading Series, No....more
Saturday 9/27: Dylan Landis reads Rainey Royal (September 2014). BookCourt, 7 p.m., free.
Anselm Berrigan, Sapphire, and Katrin Tschirgi celebrate the release of the latest issue of Washington Square. NYU Creative Writers House, 7 p.m., free....more
Recent [WWII] novels by Susanna Moore and Ayelet Waldman achieve their emotional power by focussing upon characters peripheral to the terrible European history that has nonetheless altered their lives. The conflagration must be glimpsed indirectly, following Appelfeld’s admonition that “one does not look directly into the sun.”
Such circumspection has not been Martin Amis’s strategy in approaching the Holocaust.
Martin Amis’s latest novel Lionel Asbo is a shallow book that sparkles with moments of profundity. The farcical content is evident from the cover of its British edition where a full-length portrait of the title character shows a muscular man in his twenties in track pant and white t-shirt, with a big bald head, bad teeth, aggressive eyes, and a pitbull on either side....more
“As a novelist you are in a God-like relation to what you create. You are omnipotent and the question of potency is embarrassing for men....more
My relationship with the book blogs has hit a snag. Today, we got in a throw-down fight, and I came pretty close to breaking some china.
It’s just that the blogs whine and worry and complain a lot, and they always seem to want to cheat on me with famous writers, like Martin Amis or David Foster Wallace or Marquis de Sade, and then it rubs off on me, and I end up whining and worrying and complaining more than they do, and then I stop liking myself....more
“Writing remains a very interesting job, but destiny, or “fat Fate”, as Humbert Humbert calls it, has arranged a very interesting retribution. Writers lead a double life. And they die doubly, too. This is modern literature’s dirty little secret. Writers die twice: once when the body dies, and once when the talent dies.”...more
At HTMLGIANT, brilliant craft advice from a cartoon! “If you’re not popular, and you write a good poem, nobody gives a shit.”
The Guardian goes off on Martin Amis, complaining of “the continued endurance of a surprising tolerance for misogyny from vaunted men of letters who came of age as writers in an era when the loathing of women for being women – rather than for being crap writers, or unkind people, or whatever – was still legitimate.” Phew....more
It is spring, and the book blogs are horny! Will they be the type to lock themselves in a room with a suitcase full of porn? Or will they find someone who looks lonely and hit on them, not leaving the poor person alone until they agree to make out?
Below the fold, find out what happens when the book blogs get sexy, plus The Rumpus in The New Yorker‘s Book Bench, how book blogs come in waves (No, not like that....more
When you’re looking for new and exciting information on Martin Amis, you might want to check out this Martin Amis. His photographs are quite striking. He recommends new photography books that aren’t easy to find. For some reason if you follow his links list you end up here , which will remind you why Adam Goldberg is so underrated....more