Fungible Convictions

Tin House: “This Girl Needs a Spanking”, a reflection on The Secret Diary of Laura Palmer—yes, the Twin Peaks Laura Palmer.

A literary festival in Newburyport, Mass., has been announced. Set aside April 28 and 29 for what will be a cathartic couple of days—the Boston area has long been ripe for a literary festival, but no one had put one together until now.

One of the attendees for the Newburyport Literary Festival is friend and poet Bill Coyle, who just won The New Criterion Poetry Prize. Congratulations, Bill. His manuscript The God of This World to His Prophet will be published this fall.

I just discovered The Institute for the Future of the Book. Should be a good fellow traveler.

The full research paper on the Sony DRM debacle was published. It deserves time to be digested but will certainly be a key reference for the digital rights debate in the coming months.

Yahoo has created a developer network, giving anyone quick access to code Yahoo employs every day. This will be unbelievably valuable to green-horned and experienced developers alike.

BoingBoing continues to argue that Google Book Search is good for publishers. I continue to agree. A quote:

[Publishers] argue that GBS should pay some money to publishers because anyone who makes money off a book should kick some back — but no one comes after carpenters for a slice of bookshelf revenue. Ford doesn’t get money from Nokia every time they sell a cigarette-lighter phone-charger. The mere fact of making money isn’t enough to warrant owing something to the company that made the product you’re improving.

Rick Moody in A Public Space: “But one can’t excuse inflating three hours in jail into 87 days in jail. Such license is too much. When I wrote my own memoir, I worked my ass off to make sure that everything I included was true to the best of my knowledge.”

How to write good e-mails. While some of the tips are now well known bits of e-mail etiquette—like avoiding all caps—tips like #8 (Don’t Fabricate Unanswerable Questions) are new, valuable, and right-on.

AGNI: The Waterwheel. AGNI again publishes a great piece of translated, near-forgotten poetry.

N+1: Review of Bernard Herni-Levi’s do-over of Tocqueville’s travels. It’s not a positive review of American Vertigo, and, in fact, I haven’t seen a positive review of it yet. If indeed it’s so bad, my guess is because a Frenchman nowadays doesn’t have an interesting perspective for looking at America, not like Tocqueville did. To replicate his trip, you’d need to send an aristocratic American to travel India or China. Can we resurrect George Plimpton already?

Ploughshares, “The Heiress from Horn Lake” by Katherine Taylor: “I have never, but for that first night with Vivienne, vomited in the back of a taxi.”

by Andrew Whitacre

Imagine, say, the R&D folks at an automaker tell their boss, “Market research shows our potential customers hate orange. We are therefore launching a new line of orange cars, and only orange cars, until our customers come around.” Insanity, yes? But this is an insanity shared by literary magazines: each lit mag is published precisely because no one wants to read it.

Sure, there’s also the ego of the founding editor, a moral sincerity, communal desperation, or sustained glee. But a motive all lit mags have in common is a belief that certain stories—and not others—should be pushed in front of the eyes of otherwise indifferent readers. It’s an industry dedicated to breaking entrepreneurship’s first rule: you can’t create your market. The market’s there, lit mag folks insist, people just don’t know it yet!

Year after year, though, magazines fail because they couldn’t convince people to care. Continue reading

The two past evenings I’ve had the pleasure of, first, seeing Sarah Vowell speak at the Ford Forum at Northeastern (following, strangely, in the footsteps of prior speakers Malcom X and David Duke) and, tonight, attending the release party for the new issue of AGNI.

With regard to Vowell, whose new book is Assassination Vacation, an account of the tourist industry surrounding American presidential assassinations, there’s not too much to be said that you couldn’t read in her book. The Q&A session that followed her reading, though, presents the opportunity to enumerate some rules for questioners: Continue reading