Books Concerning Friendship

Alec Niedenthal spent the weekend here in NYC, and we got into a conversation about Bellow’s Ravelstein, which I recently read and loved very much. Among its other signal virtues, it is one of the best books on friendship I think I’ve ever read. This got us talking about books about friendship as a literary subject, and we decided to see how quickly we could think of a dozen books that treat it as the (or a) major theme. Here’s what we came up with, in the order we came up with it–a highly non-exhaustive, non-hierarchical list off the top of our heads. Annotations indicate which of us has read the book in question. Interestingly, the final tally was four books only he’d read, four books only I’d read, and four books we’d both read.

Ravelstein – Saul Bellow (J + A)

The Waves – Virginia Woolf (J + A)

Humboldt’s Gift – Saul Bellow (A)

Pale Fire – Vladimir Nabokov (J + A)

Try – Dennis Cooper (J)

Hey Jack! – Barry Hannah (J + A)

A Sentimental Education – Gustave Flaubert (A)

It – Stephen King (J)

Veronica – Mary Gaitskill (J)

Chilly Scenes of Winter – Ann Beattie (A)

David Copperfield – Charles Dickens (J)

Correction – Thomas Bernhard (A)

Anyone got further recommendations or thoughts about these books? You know what to do.

Web Hype / 109 Comments
June 23rd, 2010 / 11:27 am

Interview with Lee Rourke

Lee Rouke’s debut novel, The Canal has just been released in the the States and will be hitting the UK in less than a month. I’ve already said good things about it & so have Shane Jones & John Wray . I conducted this little interview with Lee over email.

First, an excerpt, then another after the interview:

She addressed him only.

“Do you remember me?”

There was a long pause.

He looked at the woman next to him, then back at her, then back at the woman. He looked nervous, rubbing his thumb into the palm of his hand. The woman’s eyes began to narrow and her whole face started to contort. He looked back up at her.

“Er . . . I’m . . . afraid . . . I’m afraid I don’t, sorry. Er . . . Have we . . . Should I?”

“You tell me.”

“I’m sorry, I’ve never seen you before in my life. I fear you may have mistaken me for another person, someone else in your life . . . I’m sorry.”

“You’re sorry?”

“Yes.”

“You’re sorry? That’s all you can say? Sorry? Don’t you remember me at all?”

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Author Spotlight & Word Spaces / 25 Comments
June 23rd, 2010 / 7:08 am

This is a mess, part ii

Yes, I know I linked this clip a couple weeks ago. But seriously, I can’t watch this video enough. Any time I’m feeling low, I think to myself: At least I can put a burger in my mouth. Ok, so I don’t eat meat. I’ll rephrase: At least I can put a veggie burger in my mouth.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xp0zlqdSsEo

Much like David Hasselhoff, I am a mess. Not in the “I’m so drunk I can’t put food into my mouth” kind of way, but literally: I am a mess. I am messy. My desk has enough space for my laptop to sit flat, but otherwise, I’ve got stacks of papers–manuscripts, my own and others’, half-opened bills, half-filled out contracts, old insurance cards, random sheets of paper, who knows what’s important and what isn’t –books I’m half done reading, at least eight notebooks of various shades and sizes, and pens, blue Bics, like a dozen of them, rubber bands and barrettes.

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Word Spaces / 6 Comments
June 23rd, 2010 / 7:02 am

The Window of Perception Are The Doors To The Soul Or Something

I sort of want to start a band called Girls Looking At Puppies,
it would sound like Arthur Russell playing in a garbage can.

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Mean & Music & Roundup / 11 Comments
June 22nd, 2010 / 6:44 pm

Blue Square Press

Introducing Blue Square Press, who will release their first title, Ben Spivey’s Flowing In The Gossamer Fold, in August.

Here’s what Gary Lutz said about it: “Ben Spivey’s alluringly melodial debut novel of a marriage gone asunder unreels itself with the indisputable logic of dreams and delivers, along its phantasmagoric and dazing way, emotional clarities that feel entirely new.”

Preorder now!

Presses / 6 Comments
June 22nd, 2010 / 4:21 pm

Metal

(young Matt Pike of Sleep/High on Fire)

What novels actively feature metalheads and/or metal culture in their narratives? Period is the only one  that comes to my mind.

Music / 55 Comments
June 22nd, 2010 / 3:40 pm

Hereby reappropriating this website as a work of art. Not for sale, but safe for work.

It’s a wonder what museum labels can do. Please call me “Do Shan’t,” not Duchamp. Or just please call me, which is what my therapist said today — the first mark of a codependent relationship. So, so needy.

Elissa Bassist is just looking to get paid–a highly noble goal, and one you can help her meet by donating $2 when you read this story she wrote. You can also read it for free if you want to, by skipping straight to here. Can anyone explain to me how this doesn’t make Elissa Bassist the new Radiohead?

A Predominately Bespectacled Army

http://billmurray.tumblr.com/

A bunch of poets and poetry enthusiasts, including Anne Carson and Bill Murray walked across the Brooklyn Bridge and the Wall Street Journal wrote about it:

The predominately bespectacled army of attendees wore sensible shoes. Mr. Murray’s were a hybrid sneaker/hiking boot, quite popular among the crowd, and Ms. Carson wore brand-new, shiny, bright-red Adidasesshe picked up “in the outlet malls in Toronto where I was this weekend.

Who knew that anyone at the Wall Street Journal has a sense of humor?

At first, the earnest verse appreciators ambled awkwardly. They annoyed runners and bicyclists, and people who like to walk fast. They were joined, unintentionally, by The Brooklyn Bridge Boot Camp, a gang of eight heaving women who followed their leader’s barking orders through a variety of laps, leg lifts, and squats.

Author News & Events / 4 Comments
June 22nd, 2010 / 9:08 am