Michael Berger is a barely-published writer and book-seller living in San Francisco. He is one of the founding Corsairs of the Iron Garters Bike Club and is currently pursuing a degree in applied pataphysics. He sometimes eats oatmeal for dinner.
David Talbot, former editor-in-chief of Salon.com, came into Red Hill Books recently to drop off his latest creation, Devil Dog: The Amazing True Story Of The Man Who Saved America,…
Here’s something I missed from earlier this month: Margaret Atwood took her recent dystopian novel, The Year Of The Flood on the road with thespians, activists and a documentary film…
“The number of books I buy while sober is, I have noticed, inversely proportional to the number I buy while drunk. It’s a zero-sum game, as Proust once observed of…
Although I didn’t read them as a kid, I love the idea that Tintin comics, in the era before television, could act as travelogues for people curious about the world…
I grew up collecting baseball cards. They were my first passion. It was an exciting hobby because every pack initiated a quest. It wasn’t that I cared much for the…
“C: Where did the idea [for The Instructions] come from? AL: Nowhere really, unless maybe from the sentence “I towel-snapped the ass of the Janitor,” which used to be the…
“If you were to send the 16th edition back to 2003, when the 15th edition came out, it would read like science fiction. Here’s a taste. The words ‘electronic,’ ‘software,’…
“Some writers shame and immobilize me with their brilliance, while others, like Twain, de Vries and Spark dwarf my own efforts but inspire me to keep on. It’s hard to…
Maud Newton’s enthusiasm is always infectious — and a few days ago she celebrated in glowing terms the most recent issue of The Paris Review, the first with its new…