The Rumpus Sunday Book Blog Roundup
I think I have the plague. I can’t stop coughing. Everything hurts. Don’t come near me. This is just my way of saying this might be all you get from…
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The Rumpus Books Sunday Supplement
Did you know that due to the miracle of the Internet, writing something with “supplement” in the title every week has made The Rumpus a part of quite a few…
Poetic Lives Online: Links by Brian Spears
We mourn the death of poet Leslie Scalapino. Our condolences to her family and friends, and to all who were moved by her work. PEN American announced the release of…
SMALL POTATOES:
Purpose
Click here to read The Rumpus interview with Paul Madonna Read more Small Potatoes at angrylittlepotatoes.com …
What if the Facebook privacy changes are a good thing?
Fred Vogelstein, writing for the Wired blog Epicenter, looks at Facebook’s history on privacy, and points out that we shouldn’t really be shocked at what Mark Zuckerberg is doing. “Indeed,…
The House on Salt Hay Road
With a hurricane and a world war on the horizon, Carin Clevidence’s debut novel examines a Long Island family’s attempts to stave off disintegration.
Have you listened to Rumpus Radio yet?
Well, why not? Check out Episode Zero, where Stephen interviews Courtney Trouble and Jiz Lee.
Dennis Hopper Has Died
The story of Dennis Hopper and the Dynamite Death Chair: “Later Hopper would say blowing himself up was one of the craziest things he has ever done, and that it…
Science Saturday
How do oil dispersants work? Popular Science breaks it down for the layperson. Congress is suddenly interested in synthetic biology. Hilarity is sure to ensue, given the level of scientific…
On Cephalophores
Suzanne Menghraj at Guernica writes about disembodied heads and the presence of mind in the absence of brain: “And yet here I am despite all the impossibilities, eerily enchanted by…
Saturday Morning Links
Morning, everyone. Today’s winner for the “no kidding?” headline: “Groin-Punching is Unhealthy,” though one presumes this refers more to the punchee than the puncher. Jacob Lambert on the wonder of…