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Peace in Soho, Moans in Brooklyn

by Levi Asher on Tuesday, September 19, 2006 09:05 pm

1. I attended an outstanding group reading last night at the McNally Robinson bookstore in Soho. The theme was Israeli-Palestinian dialogue, and the event was sponsored by a group called Seeds of Peace. The event began with a bang when Leora Skolkin-Smith read a surprising personal document, a passionate love letter an anonymous Muslim teenager in Beirut had written to her Jerusalemite Jewish mother in the 1930's. These readers were intent on breaking down the idea that Jews and Muslims cannot co-exist, and one touching, revealing story after another was offered by Diana Abu-Jaber, Edith Chavet, David Gates, Nathalie Handal, Bernice L. McFadden, Evelyn Shakir, Cathy Sultan and many others. Two moments stand out in my memory: first, a mild-mannered woman named Helen Englehardt told us of her husband's death in a terrorist hijacking, which resulted in a moving friendship with an angry Palestinian neighbor who found in her story a metaphor for his own crisis. Ms. Englehardt began embodying the voice and body language of this neighbor, captivating the audience with her improbable and persuasive tale.
And, Katharine Weber, author of the superb novel Triangle, held down the evening's anchor spot with a stunning rendition of the last pages of Dalton Trumbo's Johnny Got His Gun. Weber is a powerful reader, and the large crowd at the bookstore was ready to storm some barricades and find some walls to tear down by the time she slammed the Trumbo book shut. But this was Soho, so we had wine and cheese instead. This was an inspiring event, and a damn good idea.

2. The supersonically satiric George Saunders has won a MacArthur Foundation Genius Grant. Once again, moans of "why not me" are now rising into the nighttime sky of Park Slope, Cobble Hill, Carroll Gardens, Boerum Hill and Brooklyn Heights. (By the way, why the hell not me?).

The Macarthur Grant is an unusual prize in that one cannot apply for it. One is simply "chosen", which lends the award a certain aura of majestic inevitability. Our opinion on Saunders' apotheosis? Well, Genius is a big word, but Saunders is just original enough to make the cut. If I could award this prize to anybody, Nicholson Baker would be living large very soon.

3. Lev Grossman and Ed Champion are finally duking it out on the back page of this week's Time Magazine. I'm happy to say I know both men (though I haven't run into Lev for years) and it happens they're really just two swell guys.

4. Jeff has joined the one album club! Are you next?

When The Deal Goes Down

by Levi Asher on Friday, September 1, 2006 09:27 am

1. I've given the new Bob Dylan album a few listens, and I like it a lot. Modern Times plays like Love and Theft Part Two -- eclectic, rootsy high-shuffle beats, witty, aphoristic lyrics -- and since I loved the earlier album this is hardly a complaint. For a taste of these lyrics, check out these excerpts on a blog dedicated, interestingly enough, to theological scholarship and faith.

Novelist Jonathan Lethem interviews Bob Dylan in the latest Rolling Stone, but it's a mediocre and attenuated effort. Bob Dylan is a great bullshitter who can spin out long sequences of nonsense and make it all sound important; this is the game he's played in a long career of interviews. A good Dylan interviewer must anticipate this and aim to get past Dylan's basic bag of tricks, but Lethem's interview (erroneously billed as "an intimate conversation") simply solicits familiar stock answers from the old guy and goes no further than that. It's a disappointingly short piece, and I wish Lethem had reached harder and asked some more unusual questions.

2. Some live events coming up in the New York City area: Ted Pelton, author of Malcolm and Jack, will be reading at Night and Day in Brooklyn on September 7 at 7 pm. A large contingent of writers concerned about the wars in the Middle East, including Diana Abu-Jaber, Edith Chevat, Robb Forman Dew, Masha Hamilton, Binnie Kirshenbaum, Bernie McFadden, Jim Sheperd, Joan Silber, Leora Skolkin-Smith and Katharine Weber, will be gathering at McNally Robinson Booksellers at 50 Prince Street on September 18th on behalf of Seeds of Peace (info here). Finally, USA Poet Laureate Donald Hall will be performing Sept 19 at City University of New York.

3. Goodbye to The Beiderbecke Affair, a worthy and well-illustrated blog that's published its last post.

Reviewing the Review: August 13 2006

by Levi Asher on Sunday, August 13, 2006 12:01 pm

First-time novelist Marisha Pessl gets a rave review from Liesl Schillinger on the cover of today's New York Times Book Review, a refreshing start for a lively issue.

Liesl Schillinger is, in my opinion, the best writer among the Book Review's regular critics, but this article about Pessl's Special Topics in Calamity Physics is uncharacteristically breathless and frenetic. I guess even a critic as skillful as Schillinger can get foxed trying to explain this many characters and levels of reality in fifteen paragraphs or less. It doesn't help that Schillinger weirdly manages to shout out to no less than, let's see: Meredith Willson's The Music Man, Vladimir Nabokov, The O. C., Alan Bennett, Louis B. Mayer, Cary Grant, Howard Hughes, Paper Moon, The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie, Alfred Hitchcock, Blue Lagoon, Lauren Bacall, Casablanca, Breakfast at Tiffany's, From Here to Eternity, Raymond Chandler, Othello, The Woman in White and Deliverance.

At first I thought Liesl Schillinger had lost her mind, but in fact this hyper-pop-conscious meta-referentiality seems to reflect the sensibility of Pessl's book, in which each chapter is titled for a work of literature. I'm going to take Schillinger's recommendation and read this book, and I have a feeling I'll like it.

(Schillinger also sneaks a sweet sideswipe at the literary blog scene into her review, which I'll discuss at the end of this article).

There's lots of good stuff in today's Book Review. Orhan Pamuk's translator Maureen Freely provides an informative endpaper on the status of Turkish novelist Elif Shafak, who is facing trial for writing about the Armenian genocide. Hillary Frey provides the good news that Bobbie Ann Mason has produced a new volume of interlinked stories, Nancy Culpepper. Claire Messum reviews A. B. Yehoshua's A Woman in Jerusalem, which I also believe I'll have to throw onto my must-read pile (as if there's room). Stacey D'Erasmo compares and contrasts Lori Lansens' The Girls and Shelley Jackson's Half Life, both of them novels about interconnected twins, and gives us sentences like this:

Shelly Jackson's "Half Life" is the textual equivalent of an installation, a multivocal, polymorphous, dialogic, dystopian satire wrapped around a murder mystery wrapped around a bildungsroman.

Two articles pleased me slightly less. Kathryn Harrison's review of The Unsayable: The Hidden Language of Trauma by Annie G. Rogers is a bit clinical. The book describes the latest findings involving silent children and other scenarios of victimization, which is an interesting topic, but Harrison's review is blandly written, and fails to mention the obvious music/film reference, Tommy by the Who (Liesl Schillinger would certainly have caught this).

But that's a minor crime, whereas Hugo Lindgren's review of Toby Young's The Sound of No Hand Clapping is an abomination. I wish Lindgren had reviewed the book instead of telling us that he goes to the same parties as Toby Young and prattling on as if he were writing a hazy Sunday-morning email to a few friends. After reading this review, I have absolutely no idea what Toby Young's book is.

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Now, about Liesl Schillinger's small backhand towards the lovable litblog community -- here is what Schillinger wrote:

"When the news came out that a distractingly pretty actress, playwright and Barnard College graduate named Marisha Pessl, only 27, had sold her first book (which she also illustrated) - a 'Nabokovian' thriller about an intellectual widower and his precocious daughter - for a substantial sum, the pick-a-little, talk-a-little publishing blog brigade went into conniptions. 'She's the latest in a long, long line to suffer from "Hot Young Author Chick" Syndrome,'one blogger grumbled; another wrote in a headline, 'It's Not About Marisha Pessl's Looks and Money -- Is It?' and asked if the book would have been snapped up so quickly if Pessl hadn't had such a 'drool-worthy author photo.'

I wonder if Schillinger knows that 'Pick-a-little Talk-a-little', the song from Meredith Willson's brilliant 1957 Broadway musical The Music Man, is loaded with literary references. A group of women are gossiping about the local librarian, Marian Paroo (the heroine of the play), who has stocked their small town library with "dirty books". In one verse the women even intone the authors Marian is promoting: "Chaucer ... Rabelais ... Balzac". The last name is sung slowly and with great emphasis on both syllables (and if you don't think audiences got the dirty joke that emerges when you say this name slowly, you are underestimating the Broadway audiences of 1957).

So this song is a great choice for a literary putdown; however, I think Schillinger misses her target. As others have already remarked, dismissiveness towards the blogosphere only reflects a parochial attitude. It's also unseemly that Schillinger fails to name the two bloggers she quotes, Jessa Crispin and Sarah Weinman. I've been reading Jessa Crispin and Sarah Weinman about as long as I've been reading Liesl Schillinger, and as far as I can see all three uphold the same high standards in their work, so why would Schillinger speak of them so dismissively? Pick a little, talk a little, indeed ...

Old News, Courtesy of LitKicks

by Levi Asher on Friday, July 28, 2006 10:32 am

My rhythm's been a bit off lately, leaving me with a bunch of interesting links I want to present to the loyal readers of LitKicks despite the fact that most of these items are already old news on the blogosphere. Well, what can I say? I'm slow, but I'm not dead (yet).

1. Everybody's talking about the upcoming 50th anniversary of Jack Kerouac's On The Road and about the unedited version of the original scroll that will be published for the occasion. Personally, I'm not going to get too excited about this. Sure, it should be published as a historical artifact, but why would anybody other than a Kerouac super-fan/expert want to read this version instead of the one we know and love? I'm more impressed by Michael Hess's attempt to google-map the entire novel. Beyond this admirable endeavor, I am already tired (well in advance) of the hype that will descend in September 2007 when the book's 50th anniversary occurs. There are other great Beat books that could use some attention. I say share the love -- let's talk about Big Sur or Kaddish or Gasoline or Turtle Island for a change.

2. What's impressive about this Hemingway Lookalike Contest recently held in Key West isn't the concept but the results. I don't even like Hemingway very much, but I like these photos.

3. I enjoyed Scott Esposito's detailed analysis of his own literary ideals and opinions. It's an honest piece that helps to point out the odd mix of subjectivity and objectivity we all wrestle with when we try to explain to others what we like, what we don't like, and why.

4. The best new litblog of 2006? I have to hand it to Critical Mass, which hit the ground running several months ago and has been keeping it fresh, lively and controversial ever since. Nice job, folks!

5. Raymond Carver's first wife has written a book about the late great short story writer. Jonathan Yardley used this as an opportunity to say a whole bunch of dumb and irrelevant things about Raymond Carver, and Rake's Progress has happily moved in with a neat rebuttal. The Rake is correct, Jonathan Yardley is out of line, and Raymond Carver is still dead.

5. As mentioned here last week, Caryn Thurman and Jamelah Earle will be staying up for 24 hours to blog for their selected charities from 9 a.m. Saturday to 9 a.m. Sunday. Jamelah will be blogathoning from her home in Michigan, whereas Caryn has travelled up to New York City so she can run the show from my humble apartment in Queens. Please consider sponsoring Caryn and/or Jamelah's noble efforts, or at least stop by either of their sites tomorrow and post some comments to help keep these highly dedicated women awake.

Channeling the Rage

by Levi Asher on Friday, July 21, 2006 03:35 pm

I've never wanted LitKicks to be anything but a literary website, but sometimes I need to write about things that have nothing to do with fiction or poetry. That's why I've decided, after much contemplation, to take the plunge and start my second blog.

I've always had a passion for history and political theory, and I'm sure I've read more history books than novels in my life. I've long wanted to do some writing in this area, and with the stark global events that have dominated our world in the past few years I've sometimes felt frustrated at not being able to write about the issues on my mind (I've also made a few attempts at merging my two passions, like October Earth, a literary/political symposium we conducted during the final month of the Bush/Kerry election season in 2004, and the old LitKicks Poetry and Politics board).

But literature and politics are distinct, and that's the way it should be. I love the way LitKicks is developing, and I don't want to risk losing what is good about this site by introducing controversial topics that don't belong. The decision to branch off a separate channel will let me keep LitKicks focused on its own area. I'm looking forward to a lot of upcoming events: participating in the next round of Litblog Co-op selections, getting creative with the Action Poetry format (I've got some ideas, let's see if I can actually make them happen), maybe doing some live events in New York later this year.

But I'm also psyched to have a new place where I can let loose, and I do mean loose. Maybe this will even help temper my tone here on LitKicks, because I occasionally read my back pages here and wonder if I haven't been taking out my anger about various global events on a few poor writers and critics. The truth is, Jonathan Lethem and David Orr are really not what's wrong with the world today.

What is wrong with the world today? You'll have to read my new blog to find out.

But you can't look just yet, because I'd like to let it percolate another few days before I show it to you. It's live, but there's not much there yet. This Sunday will be the 12th birthday of LitKicks, and maybe that'll be a good opportunity to sneak a link in. I better get busy!

Blogathon Madness

by Levi Asher on Thursday, July 20, 2006 02:23 pm

Apparently there's a Blogathon heading our way, and while LitKicks is not going to participate directly (because this blogger prefers to sleep) we are going to host the 24 hour blogging of our very own Caryn Thurman, who was the winner of the 2005 Blogathon Best Webcam Award, and who will be joining the madness again this year to raise money for

Now, when I say LitKicks is going to host Caryn, you probably think we're going to host her blog. But Caryn's blog is already doing fine on its own server, so what we're going to do is host Caryn herself in my cozy apartment in Rego Park, New York (Caryn happens to be the love of my life, if you haven't guessed already). She'll be setting up her webcam right near the spot where I will be happily sleeping as she drives herself into a state of restless delirium attempting to blog for 24 hours straight.

Caryn can tell you herself why is important and why it'd be a great thing if you supported her selected charity with a donation of any size. Other friends of LitKicks are also joining the Blogathon, including Jamelah Earle who will be blogging on behalf of Breast Cancer Research and Ed Champion, who says he might join the Blogathon (well, then, we might be donating).

Please drop by any of these sites and be a sponsor for a good cause. And don't forget to visit any of these sites on July 29-30 to share in the fun.

Good News

by Levi Asher on Monday, July 17, 2006 11:47 am

Blogger Jeff Bryant of Syntax of Things will now be speaking the Syntax of Kids. He just became a dad -- congrats Jeff and Elaine (and Marlena)!

Hugging the Page

by Levi Asher on Saturday, July 15, 2006 08:36 am

We're blogging on paper now


by Levi Asher on Wednesday, July 5, 2006 08:16 pm

I'm very proud to announce that LitKicks is joining the Litblog Co-op, a group of excellent website publishers who work together to recommend books, stage events and represent a unified "online voice" within the publishing community. I first heard of this group in a Village Voice article published in April 2005, and to be honest I've been hoping for an invitation ever since.

I like this group because they work hard to raise the visibility of the entire literary blogosphere. The publishing world is a mercurial place, and it's easy for small but worthy independent websites to get lost in this swirling corporate (and I do mean corporate) environment. Blogs may be a big fad on the covers of newsmagazines, but that doesn't mean we get the respect, access and visibility we believe we deserve. The Litblog Co-op is designed to change this, and I am very psyched to be a part of the ongoing adventure.

I'm still on vacation, but I'll be back soon -- and I hope Jamelah Earle will be filling in with her latest venture into the classics.

Reviewing the Review: June 25 2006

by Levi Asher on Sunday, June 25, 2006 09:39 pm

It's always good to see Luc Sante show up in the New York Times Book Review, and this week's cover article on Timothy Leary: A Biography by Robert Greenfield does not disappoint. As only the best reviewers do, Sante allows his subject to occupy every bit of space in his article, delivering a fascinating summary that leaves me hungry for more. I'd forgotten how interesting and contradictory this crazed Harvard professor was (on the positive side, Leary had a great wit; on the negative side, he became a willing government witness to save himself from a long jail sentence). All in all, this is a good rollicking read on a Sunday morning.

Talk about rollicking: John Updike contributes an endpaper ominously titled The End of Authorship, which can only mean we're talking about Google again. It's no secret that I revere John Updike, but I'll admit the great author has served up turkeys before (evidence, evidence), and this particular turkey is big enough for Thanksgiving. Updike, having read an article in the New York Times Magazine by Kevin Kelly about the future of books in the age of massively indexed search engines, thinks somebody's trying to make books go away.

Books are actually not going away, of course (evidence, evidence), and in fact there's no reason that printed literature can't co-exist happily and profitably with the internet. Books are incredibly appealing and practical things, and they're not going to go away as long as people continue to buy them. Updike sees a stark battle where there really isn't one, and he embarrasses himself with shrill sentences like this:

"In imagining a huge, virtually infinite wordstream accessed by search engines and populated by teeming, promiscious word snippets stripped of credited authorship, are we not depriving the written word of its old-fashioned function of, through such inventions as the written alphabet and the printing press, communication from one person to another -- of, in short, accountability and intimacy."

Yawn. Yes, John, in fact a greedy entrepeneur already amassed a fortune by cutting texts up into indexed snippets and reselling them (without permission or payment) under his own insidious brand. His name was John Bartlett. Somehow, though, the world of literature has managed to survive the launch of Bartlett's Familiar Quotations in 1855. Literature will find a way to survive Google too.

Updike is usually quite well-informed, so it's surprising that he doesn't realize this debate already played itself out in Wired and the Wall Street Journal and Time Magazine during the late 1990's (books didn't end then either, and neither did Y2K cripple the world's communications). Search engines will find new ways to promote and cross-reference literature, and the internet industry and the book publishing industry will gradually work out how to make this fair and rewarding for all.

The most insulting part of John Updike's article, though, is here:

"Yes, there is a ton of information on the Web, but much of it is egregiously inaccurate, unedited, unattributed and juvenile."

Upon reading this, I can only conclude that John Updike has never visited or Bookslut or Syntax of Things or Return of the Reluctant or Elegant Variation or Words Without Borders or the Literary Saloon or Metaxu Cafe or Rake's Progress or Ready Steady Book or (I daresay) this humble establishment or any of many worthy others, all of which present carefully edited original commentary and try hard to maintain high standards of quality. If Updike had visited any of these sites, I do not believe he would make generalizations like this. Yo, John ... we're book people here too.

The internet will survive John Updike's cannonade, and John Updike's reputation will certainly survive it too. Now, if you'd like to read some quotes that help explain why so many of us do think John Updike is the greatest, check out this wonderful Nerve interview, which easily makes up for the mess in the Times.

Well, I've certainly worked myself up talking about John Updike. There are a few other nobable pieces in this week's Book Review. Robert Alter approves of Steven B. Smith's Reading Leo Strauss, which takes a fresh look at the surprising legacy of this highly skeptical political critic, who has significantly influenced both liberals and conservatives in different ways. Jonathan Freedland also approves of Noam Chomsky's Failed States, which is more surprising since Chomsky's book presents a harsh critique of the USA's actual record (as opposed to its stated ideals) in foreign policy and governmental justice. Having finished Freedland's review, I think I'm going to have to check this book out (I'll let you know what I find).


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