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When Shades Meant
Shady
, and Other News
By
Dan Piepenbring
July 28, 2014
On the Shelf
Sunglasses: take ’em off! Photo: Zarateman, via Wikimedia Commons
“It’s not too much of an exaggeration to call autocorrect
the overlooked underwriter of our era of mobile prolixity
. Without it, we wouldn’t be able to compose windy love letters from stadium bleachers, write novels on subway commutes, or dash off breakup texts while in line at the post office.” The wondrous history of autocorrect, including a brief meditation on the nature of profanity. (Because autocorrect “couldn’t very well go around recommending the correct spelling of
mothrefukcer.
”)
“Three hundred thousand books are published in the United States every year. A few hundred, at most, could be called financial or creative successes.
The majority of books by successful writers are failures
. The majority of writers are failures. And then there are the would-be writers, those who have failed to be writers in the first place, a category which, if you believe what people tell you at parties, constitutes the bulk of the species.”
On
the distinct merits of Bolaño’s
Distant Star
: “At some point in 1995, Bolaño seems to have discovered that he could expand a published text without diluting its effect or getting bogged down in circumstantial details, and that he could bring back characters and give them fuller lives without being strictly constrained by what he had already written about them.”
After twenty-seven years, the Rodeo Bar, “New York’s longest-running honky-tonk,”
has closed
.
“I’m not happy about
people wearing sunglasses
at all. Proper upstanding citizens never used to. They preferred to leave that sort of thing to dodgy characters from the underworld.”
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