Archive for September, 2007

From a post at a recent discovery, Luna Park, highlighting a special issue of the photography and literature magazine Double Take on the 9/11 attacks: One of the most surprising and disturbing pieces in the issue was written in October 1958 by William Carlos Williams, about a child from Paterson, New Jersey playing with building […]

A snippet from Onetti’s The Shipyard: Galvez was still smiling, head tilted back. Larsen spat out his cigarette, and the three of them sat staring out into the black winter’s night, at the path reflected like silver filings, at the persistence of the scattered stars calling out to be named. Larsen, the shipyard’s manager, has […]

Ongoing at the Anita Shapolsky Gallery in New York, an exhibition of paintings and drawings by a long list of writers who were (or are) also artists, including Walter Abish, John Ashbery, Elizabeth Bishop, Jorge L. Borges, Douglas Coupland, Jim Crace, E.E. Cummings, Lawrence Durrell, Günter Grass, Jonathan Lethem, William Saroyan, Kurt Vonnegut, and more…. […]

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Juan Carlos Onetti keeps a beady eye on things. From Pablo Dotta’s film “El Dirigible”, which recounts what happens when an airship appears in the skies over Montevideo. [via phrayres] And I’ve just begun to read The Shipyard…

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It seems these right little, tight little islands of ours have been undergoing a bit of a Danish Invasion recently. Not like this one, though… This year sees a significant rise in publications of Danish books in English: eleven new Danish books were published in the UK between 2000 and 2005 inclusive, whereas over a […]

Now it’s the turn of the Prix Femina jury to announce its preliminary selection. (Honestly, you wait for one, and then four come along at once…) Again, like the Médicis, they have a French selection, and a choice of novels in translation. In the former category appear such names as Darrieusecq, Giles Leroy, the Poivre […]

Well, it seems I was right to be intrigued. Cochon d’Allemand, listed for the Prix Médicis Etranger, is the French translation of this book: In its first two weeks in print, He Who Blinks is Afraid of Death (Aschehoug) sold 4,000 copies in Denmark, a huge number for a debut novel. An autobiographical narrative set […]



This post from that fine blog The Millions has just reminded me how very much I want to read The Life and Opinions of Tomcat Murr: “perhaps the strangest novel of the nineteenth century”.

…after the Goncourt, we now have the first selections for both the Prix Médicis, and the Prix Renaudot. William T. Vollmann and Marisha Pessl, I note, feature among those listed for the ‘Etranger’ section of the Médicis, as does Santiago Gamboa. I’m intrigued, entirely on the strength of its cover, by Knud Romer’s novel called, […]