“This book is printed on 60# white paper with an eggshell finish, processed by Walker Paper, one of Pennsylvania’s six largest paper processors. The human touch of proprietor Norman Walker can be seen throughout the pages, but particularly in the tiny nick on the upper-right hand corner of page 33, where Norman inadvertently gave himself a paper cut.
The paper was pulped from a field of Norway Spruce grown in Mifflinville, Penn. The tree that became this particular book was a 37-year-old spruce, tall and sturdy, by the name of Larry. Larry was a happy tree, home to children who enjoyed swinging from a tire attached via rope to one of his lower branches. The marks from the rope can be witnessed in the upper left-hand corners of pages 134 and 136.”
Jeremy Blachman - “A Note on the Paper: an Encomium to Larry”
Source: themillions.com
“Though there’s plenty of action — and more than a little of the old Ultra Violence — the real star here is Barry’s language, the music of it. Every page sings with evocative dialog, deft character sketches, impossibly perfect descriptions of the physical world.”
- The Mad Music of Kevin Barry’s City of Bohane by Bill Morris
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Dalkey Archive Press is having their super spectacular summer sale. 50-70% off plus free shipping!
“Thank you, Kevin Barry, for reminding us that the people in the book business are not all idiots simply because they remain locked in slavish pursuit of The Next Hot Young Thing.”
- The Mad Music of Kevin Barry’s City of Bohane by Bill Morris
Happy Birthday, Walt Whitman! We’re big fans of how you helped those Hobbits all the poems you’ve written!
Ladies and gentlemen of The Paris Review, are you now or have you ever been a weapon of soft power for the CIA?
There was no stopping her now. She wrote like a woman possessed, scrawling on the back of old manuscripts and whatever she could find. She had a soft touch for dark themes, offering deception and adultery the same respect as the rest of the natural world they occupied. The only sin she couldn’t forgive her characters was cruelty.
There is something about Mary Wesley’s work that loves a blurb. ‘Jane Austen with sex’ is the one heard most, but you also find ‘arsenic without the old lace,’ ‘upper-middle-brow potboilers,’ and “posh smut.’
SH: Because I know I did love The Hills, like that was just — my mind blew open when I saw that for the first time. It just seemed so beautiful to me, actually.
EMK: Oh, it was a beautiful show. It was so beautiful.
SH: Yeah, especially the first season. I was just so confused. What is going on? Are these people real? Are they not? Who are they?
Source: thenewinquiry.com
