Just thought I’d check in and let you know what I’m reading these days. I’ve been neglectful on here and thought, heck, let’s get back to the books.
My lovely friend Kate chose The Death and Life of Great American Cities by Jane Jacobs. I’m so excited to read. I bought a copy a few years ago while browsing at The Strand, read a few chapters, but never completed. I’ve been interested in urban spaces and planning since college (I wrote my senior thesis on public housing) and I think this will be fantastic. It’s our book club’s first non-fiction pick, which should be fun, too.
I was at McNally Jackson in Soho earlier this week for a presentation and browsed their staff picks section (they always have great staff picks that are unqiue and out of the ordinary). I picked up a copy of Fantastic Women, a collection of short stories by contemporary women writers including Miranda July, Lydia Davis, Aimee Bender, and Karen Russell to just name a few. The subtitle is fantastic - 18 tales of the Surreal and Sublime. I’ve just read thei first 3 stories, but I love already. For short story lovers, this is heaven.
A friend showed this to my boyfriend, knowing that he would love. Because 1) he loves Yelp and 2) he love Cormac McCarthy. In full confession, I have yet to read a Cormac McCarthy novel (shame). But I at least know his style and so can glean some humor from this blog. Check out the latest post from Yelping with Cormac:
Financial District - San Francisco, CA
Cormac M. | Author | Lost in the chaparral, NM
I’ll have another, he said.
The clerk wiped down the counter and would not look at him. We’re not supposed to give customers more than three guarana boosts, he said.
I aint askin.
The clerk poured another shot of what looked to be hog lagoon effluent and pushed the glass across the counter.
The man took the brimming glass with a calloused hand and stared into the murk and staring back were wolf eyes golden and immutable. He tossed the shot back. As if in consuming the vision he could consume the memory as well. The scar sickled across his face throbbing.
And they are profiled in the nytimes today!
“Any bookstore can sell you a book. But if you’re looking for a bookstore where you can find a date who shares your literary tastes, see a magic show, join a basketball league or have a cartoonist scrawl a tattoo on you with a permanent marker, the field narrows a bit.
Specifically, it narrows to WORD, a cheerful shop in Greenpoint, Brooklyn, that not only stocks books but strives to create a community of people who love them.”
Read more HERE
On-sale October 24th.
Anyone familiar with the new health code inspection guide for NYC restaurants knows this sign. Well, sort of….
When I first saw this I thought “Three Lives & Co has a restaurant?!” and then I was like….wait…an A+? Who gets an A+!? Do they do that?
But really it was a different kind of Inspection Grade…
Clever and cute.
I’m so excited - if you haven’t heard, Marcel the Shell is going to be a picture book. YESSSS!!!! I was lucky enough to get to get an early look at a recent trade show. It is so freaking adorable (just like the original video). If you aren’t one of the 11 million people who have seen the video already do yourself a favor and watch it above. And then go get the picture book on November 1st. YAY!