The ceremony for the National Book Critics Circle Awards takes place tomorrow, but tonight at 6:00, many of the nominees–including Mary Karr, Edmund White, Menjamin Moser, Hillary Mantel, Jayne Anne Phillips–are reading from their work. It’s at the John Tishman Auditorium. Hurry and you might still make it!
If you need to be told what status galleys are, chances are you’ve never had the pleasure of owning one. Or, if you need a reminder, here’s the piece we did last summer. Basically the term refers to an advance reader’s copy of a highly anticipated book that hasn’t been published yet. If you Read More
I was in a slump, thinking about moving back to Kansas City. Nightlife had begun to suck. Even though there were 25 parties a night, every one of them was to promote some new liquor, restaurant, store or perfume. I spent lots of time in the bathtub. I watched Ken Burns’ 19-hour Jazz documentary and Read More
Cherry , by Mary Karr. Viking, 276 pages, $24.95.
Should the making of memoirs be the aim of our existence, or an accident that happens when talent and an unusual story coincide?
Maybe it’s unfair to blame memoir madness on Mary Karr, even though the jacket copy of her new book boasts precisely that Read More
I sit on my porch and glower at the passers-by on Madison Street much as Evelyn Waugh, a writer to whom I feel a certain kinship of outlook, used to sit in the bow window of his (and my former) London club and glare at the action in St. James’s Street. I find it impossible Read More
