Bookstore, a retail kiosk about the size of the Cheeseboy
grilled-cheese stand it sits next to in South Station, has become an
improbable locus for political discourse; a few feet beyond the Lee
Child and James Patterson paperbacks that line its external shelves are
works of radical thought.
I got two books by young novelists in the mail today, From the Memoirs of a Non-Enemy Combatant by Alex Gilvarry and The Fallback Plan by Leigh Stein. Both of them had blurbs by Gary Shteyngart.
Anyone who works in a bookstore or frequents bookstores or somehow encounters books written by young novelists will know one simple truth about the publishing industry: Gary Shteyngart blurbs EVERYTHING.
Here's a really cool website called Dead Advice in which people pretend they are dead and write letters to the living. Each letter begins with the phrase, "Now that I am dead, I want to tell you a few things." I like this because I like advice columns, and this is like an advice column but with a pleasant helping of teenage morbidity on top.
When local children's book writer and illustrator Erik P. Kraft archives his CDs, he writes a little story about each one. Sometimes he draws a little drawing, too. (Above, Miles' Davis seminal jazz fusion classic, Bitches Brew.) They're pretty great. You can check them out on Kraft's Tumblr, which is chockablock with charming illustrations.
I have news for you, you book-mangling philistines: Vintage Book Clocks are a total ripoff.