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.
Apparently, the normally stone-faced recluse J.M. Coetzee was caught smiling — if only for a second. I would like to see Coetzee share the podium with Cormac McCarthy one of…
“In 1887, Ambrose Bierce wrote an essay, ‘For Brevity and Clarity,’ suggesting ways to alter punctuation to better represent tone. He proposed a single bracket flipped horizontally for wry smiles,…
Now that it’s summertime, one in three people who shop at my bookstore are looking for travel guides, phrase books, travelogues or history books about some enticing destination. Yesterday a…
First it was Infinite Jest and now readers will be tackling the world’s oldest novel this summer, Tale Of Genji. I want someone to have a summer of The Recognitions…
“‘No two persons ever read the same book,’ the writer and critic Edmund Wilson said. Let me expand that sentiment outward into the geography of experience: it seems increasingly clear…
“The impressive writing makes The Rumpus stand out. Rick Moody’s Swinging Modern Sounds column matches up against any music blog, and its staff and roster of contributing authors always come…
“I think about forgotten gestures, the multiple signals and words of grandparents, lost little by little, not inherited, fallen one after the other from the tree of time. “Tonight I…
Foghorns show up in much of my writing, but that’s because I cultivate a disingenuously melancholy disposition that my actual life, full of hilarity and good-natured insults, completely belies. But…
“But the question lingers: Apart from its questionable value as a marketing strategy, what is utopia good for?” Paul La Farge at Bookforum on the concept and uses of utopia,…
I feel bad for most writers who want to get published or make money from their writing, including myself. But I never feel that bad — after all, writing is…
“Here I am wanting some other language to rescue me, wanting some escape route, when the very desire to transform, to mean something in the world, to take to the…
“It might be your own past, or even just the tomb of someone you’d forgotten and who, awakened from the deep slumber of oblivion, comes to life and steps onto…