The Rumpus Sunday Book Blog Roundup


Because I have way too much time on my hands, and because it’s oddly fitting this week, the book blog roundup is in the form of a dialogue between a hopeless writer and his roommate, who is stoned and watching CSI.

Writer: “Fiction is dead.” (via)

Roommate: “Oh, everything’ll be fine. Dude, look! They just removed that lady’s skull cap with a plunger.” (via)

W: “No really. It’s not just fiction. Publishing is on its last legs. We’ve gone ‘one better than book burning.‘”

R: “Hey, have you ever looked in Grissom’s eyes? I mean really looked?”

W: “I mean, reading old interviews from the Paris Review makes me feel a little better, but we’re totally fucked. There’s not even such a thing as narrative anymore. And look at what Philip Roth is saying. And just look at you! When’s the last time you read a book?”

R: “That’s cold, man. Alright. Lemme see your computer. You said the dude’s name was Philip Roth?” (types)

(From computer speakers): “Most of my sex scenes have been with women without green dildos. This is a first for me.” (via)

R: “You got anything this Roth dude wrote?”

Seth Fischer’s writing has twice been listed as notable in The Best American Essays and has been nominated for The Pushcart Prize by several publications, including Guernica. He was the founding Sunday editor at The Rumpus and is the current nonfiction editor at The Nervous Breakdown. He is a Dornsife PhD Fellow at USC and been awarded fellowships and residencies by Ucross, Lambda Literary, Jentel, Ragdale, and elsewhere, and he teaches at the UCLA-Extension Writer’s Program and Antioch University, where he received his MFA. More from this author →