(Finally) Almost done with Le Petit Prince…
Any ideas what should be next?
Something tells me Balzac is too big a jump :P
I am so very excited to read Z: A Novel of Zelda Fitzgerald, by fellow St. Martin’s author Therese Anne Fowler.
And I do think this gorgeous cover is a contender for the year’s best!
Cover of the year?
gorgeous cover indeed
common literary themes — or, eternal human struggles
- individual vs. society
- appearance vs. reality
- loss of innocence
same time me mind start ‘tink ‘bout me and de white woman how me tek out me natural perm and she put in false one
Jeffrey Johnson, 58, almost always wore a suit and tie, even after losing his job as an accessories designer a year ago, according to Gisela Casella, 71, a neighbor who said she spoke with him often. His suits were “immaculate,” and the sound of vacuuming could often be heard from inside his apartment, she said.
HuffPo’s description of today’s Empire State Building shooter made me think of Willy Loman in Death of A Salesman. The suit. The tragic, anti-climactic death.
Is there also the slipping away of the (American) dream, the denial, the betrayal?
He always thought of the sea as ‘la mar’ which is what people call her in Spanish when they love her. Sometimes those who love her say bad things of her but they are always said as though she were a woman. Some of the younger fishermen, those who used buoys as floats for their lines and had motorboats, bought when the shark livers had brought much money, spoke of her as ‘el mar’ which is masculine.They spoke of her as a contestant or a place or even an enemy. But the old man always thought of her as feminine and as something that gave or withheld great favours, and if she did wild or wicked things it was because she could not help them. The moon affects her as it does a woman, he thought.
- Ernest Hemingway,The Old Man and the Sea
Artist Alicia Martin’s latest exhibit seems to defy gravity: More than 5,000 books appear to pour out of windows around Spain, creating quite a spectacle for passers-by. The series, called Biografias, is in its third installation, most recently at Madrid’s Casa de America.
I approve and admire.
Your Voice in My Head
‘When it happens,’ he asks me, ‘what will get you through?’
‘Friends who love me.’
‘And if your friends weren’t there?’
‘Music through headphones.’
‘And if the music stopped?’
‘A sermon by Rabbi Wolpe.’
‘If there was no religion?’
‘The mountains and the sky.’
‘If you leave California?’
‘Numbered streets to keep me walking.’
‘If New York falls into the ocean?’
Your voice in my head.
Somehow this memoir got in my hands (Actually I know how, Ms. Arts Editor Kathryn)…will read at some point.
Whoaaa just found out the author is “Colin Farrell’s gypsied wife”….ok this just got more interesting.