Take it for what it's worth, but Radar Online has been snooping around Facebook and found the page for Thomas Pynchon's son, Jackson, which includes a photo of a mystery man who may or may not be his father:
Jackson is "straight." He is interested in "random play" (despite being "married" to a lovely looking gal named Devika from Brearley!). His birthday is May 18. He's a member of several groups including Save Darfur-End Genocide, Stewart/Colbert 2008, and Procrastinators Anonymous. His religious views are "Rastafarian." Political causes he supports include "socialism" and "lowering the drinking age." His favorite author is—sorry, Pop!—Kurt Vonnegut.
The Southern Festival of the Book kicks off Friday in downtown Memphis. Check out this impressive lineup.
The Washington Post tries to answer the question, "When Plimpton died, the literary world wondered: What will happen to the Paris Review?"
I'm officially out of bookshelf space in my house and have been given a spousal mandate to figure out a better place to stack the new arrivals. Of course, this means that I have to either find a new bookshelf to match the prevailing decor or send some of my collection to the attic, an option which somehow seems depressing to me. Nevertheless, I know I'm not the only one who deals with this conundrum but it's always nice to read other hoarder's plights:
Old books that we have known but not possessed cross our path and invite themselves over. New books try to seduce us daily with tempting titles and tantalizing covers. Families beg to be united: volume xviii of the Complete Works of Lope de Vega is announced in a catalogue, calling to the other 17 that sit, barely leafed through, on my shelf. How fortunate for Captain Nemo to be able to say, during his 20,000-league journey under the sea, that "the world ended for me the day when my Nautilus sank underwater for the first time. On that day I bought my last volumes, my last pamphlets, my last periodicals, and since then, it is for me as if humanity no longer thought nor wrote a single word." But for readers like myself, there are no "last" purchases this side of the grave.
The Asheville Citizen-Times gets inside the rather wealthy head of Charles Frazier.
What sounds to me like an interesting attempt to better understand the early career of Tom Waits in documentary form will be released in the UK on November 6th:
Tom Waits - Under Review 1971 - 1982 is a 90-minute film, covering Waits' career and hugely influential music from this period. The program charts his rise from bar-room crooner to the extraordinary performer, songwriter and vocalist he had become by the early part of the 1980s. Showing also how he developed as a scintillating raconteur, how he was more than willing to draw on a vast range of unorthodox influences, and how his records progressed in sophistication exponentially during the course of a decade, this film is the most detailed, enlightening and downright entertaining film ever to have emerged on this legendary artist.
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