@CalMorgan@Center4Fiction "Dance, Dance, Dance" is one of the first Murakamis I loved, and it doesn't seem to get mentioned much. Intimate much like "Wood" is.
RIP Edmund White, whose writing meant so much to many. I wrote about my own strong connection to his work and to LGBTQ+ literature in @KirkusReviews a few years ago. https://t.co/H7uoHCZbhG #EdmundWhite
"The social utility of photojournalism has eroded as images are Photoshopped, morphed, repeated & politicized in ways that make even outsize tragedies feel mundane": @mathitak on THE SYNTHETIC EYE by Fred Ritchin @thamesandhudson@On_The_Seawall https://t.co/4LqOXbMFa4
David Keith Lynch was born in Missoula, Montana, on January 20, 1946. His father, Donald Walton Lynch (1915–2007), was a research scientist working for the U.S. Department of Agriculture (USDA).
"Tuck imagines snippets and fragments from the Czelawa’s life, and combines them with historical facts." @mathitak reviews "The Rest Is Memory" by Lily Tuck. https://t.co/KgNvn3UXot
@teresaktraverse Every generation has its own kind of "authenticity" police. It was more intense with Dylan because he was so beloved, and because the (acoustic) folk revival (that he helped spearhead) was so tied up in ideas of social progress.