My Writers: John Grisham

Let’s be real. When I return to this recurring feature, plucking a new author from the misty library of the already read that resides in my brain, I usually opt for a wordsmith who will confer some amount of coolness on me, in much the same way that the tomes that speak well of the reader usually have conspicuous placement on the household’s most prominent bookshelf. (For years, Richard Ben Cramer’s massive What It Takes was front and center in my collection, despite the inconvenient detail that I only made through about a third of its thousand-plus pages.) But I … Continue reading My Writers: John Grisham

Great Moments in Literature

“For a few breaths he forgets himself in the swim of nature around him. Its rhythm is so different from Bit’s human own, both more nervous and more patient. He sees a bug that is smaller than a period on a page. He sees the sky, bigger than all that’s in his head. An overwhelm from two directions, vast and tiny, together.” –Lauren Groff, Arcadia, 2012 “YOU SPEAK SO CASUALLY OF DEATH, VIPER. I GREW UP WITH DEATH. I WALKED HAND IN HAND WITH IT ALL MY LIFE! I SAW CHILDREN STARVE IN THE RUINS OF STALINGRAD, AND MEN FREEZE SOLID … Continue reading Great Moments in Literature

My Writers: Eric Schlosser

As soon as I was finished with Fast Food Nation I wanted to pass along the book to everyone I knew. And give them a chance to pass it along to everyone they knew. For a time, I even had a plan in place to do just that. The household paperback copy was handed out with the instruction to lendees to print their names on the inside front cover once they’d completed it and then to pass it along to another person they thought would benefit from the information within its pages. I had visions of highly weathered copy of the … Continue reading My Writers: Eric Schlosser

Great Moments in Literature

“Outside it was one of those depressing blue-crystal-golden-drops-of-sunlight afternoons. The weather is always perfect at Four BEE, but now and then the Jang manage to sabotage something, and we get a groshing, howling sandstorm come sweeping in past the barrier beams to cheer us all up. I’ll never forget the time Danor and I, both female then, I might add, disabled the robot controller at Lookout 9A and let in a downpour of volcanic ash from one of the big black mountains outside, floods of it for units and units — everything went zaradann. They had to deliver food by … Continue reading Great Moments in Literature

My Writers: John Byrne

When it came to my comic book reading, I was always fiercely devoted. Completist tendencies are embedded deeply within me, which I directly attribute to my time perusing the unkempt racks of comics at the local supermarket or convenience stores, desperate to make sure I got every last issue of my favorite titles, handily numbered to help me track the the effectiveness of my efforts. While I was still comfortable in my tender youth when I started reading superhero comics — barely able to claim an age in the double-digits — I soon realized that being committed to certain series and … Continue reading My Writers: John Byrne

Great Moments in Literature

“My favorite bit of Outside is the window. It’s different every time. A bird goes right by zoom, I don’t know what it was. The shadows are all long again now, mine waves right across our room on green wall. I watch God’s face falling slow slow, even orangier and the clouds are all colors, then after there’s streaks and dark coming up so bit-at-a-time I don’t see it till it’s done.” –Emma Donoghue, Room, 2010 “THE ROARING SILENT SCREAM OF INTERSTELLAR SPACE RUSHES THROUGH THE SENSES OF THESE ONCE-MEN…SENSES ROOTED FIRMLY TO THE EARTH. THE GLOW OF A LIFETIME … Continue reading Great Moments in Literature

My Writers: Oliver Sacks

Like a lot of people, I suppose, my introduction to Oliver Sacks came through the movie Awakenings. Based on the nonfiction account of the same name, written by Sacks, the film depicted the efforts of a physician to treat catatonic patients in a Bronx hospital, bringing a heightened empathy and commitment to exploring possible solutions to a group of people who had been largely disregarded by other doctors, relegated to the category of the untreatable. The doctor finds success in a treatment, although it is tragically fleeting. In the film, Sacks is renamed Dr. Malcolm Sayer and played by Robin … Continue reading My Writers: Oliver Sacks

Great Moments in Literature

“I go back to the porch and stand there for a minute. The sky is darker. I can see a firefly or two. One of the little boys in the neighborhood passes by on his bike, all shiny blue, with training wheels on the back. There are streamers on the handlbars. The cat that kills birds walks by. I’ve been known to fill a water pistol and squirt the cat when nobody’s looking. I’ve also turned the hose on it. It walks on the edge of our lawn. I know just what it’s thinking.” –Ann Beattie, “Home to Marie,” 1986 … Continue reading Great Moments in Literature

Great Moments in Literature

“‘I was hoping we’d go together.’ I winced at hearing myself reproduce the tones of some minor courtier, or possible those of Ralph Bellamy in a movie belonging to Cary Grant.” –Jonathan Lethem, Chronic City, 2009 “MIDNIGHT IN MANHATTAN: ALL THE LONELY PEOPLE LOOK UP FOR A MOMENT FROM THEIR AIMLESS, POINTLESS SCURRYINGS — LOOK UP, AND ARE WARMED BY THE ROCKET’S BATHING GLOW. THEN, THEY LOWER THEIR HEADS ONCE MORE, AND THEIR HALF-DREAMS DIE A-BORNING…” –Roy Thomas, FANTASTIC FOUR, Vol. 1, No. 159, “Havoc in the Hidden Land!” 1975 Continue reading Great Moments in Literature

Great Moments in Literature

“‘Well, Tommy,’ he said, pulling on his Albert-Einstein-riding-an-invisible-bicycle sweatshirt, ‘the fact is that most childhood fears that carry on into adulthood tend to be sexual in nature. Particularly, I would think, if they have to do with monkeys.’” –Bradley Denton, Lunatics, 1996 “NEW YORK IN AUGUST. THE VERY BEST TIME NOT TO PLAN A TRIP TO FUN CITY, AS ITS EX-MAYOR USED TO CALL IT…BEFORE HE GOT OUT! THE TEMPERATURE RARELY DROPS BELOW EIGHTY…THE AIR HANGS HAZY AND BURNS IF IT GETS IN YOUR EYES…AND THE CLOSEST THING TO RAIN IS THE SCATTERED DRIPPING OF EIGHT MILLION AIR CONDITIONERS. NEW … Continue reading Great Moments in Literature