Ugh, I'm still ailing - I feel terrible! Canceled my class this morning and slept much of the day but still have to pull myself together to finish writing my overdue review and get student papers read for tomorrow and Wednesday. Have already taken Advil to no avail - perhaps more caffeine might be helpful? Really lying down seems like the only thing I am inclined to do....
Read my friend and colleague Rachel Adams' new book Raising Henry on the train back from New Haven yesterday. It is superb - highly recommended.
Ghostwriting for Tom Clancy. (Curious omission: he never even hints at what he was paid. If I were a ghostwriter, I'd prefer it to be for celebrity autobiographies, but I've always been curious about whether it really would be possible to make a living that way - I mean, it would be less suited to my skill set than my actual job, but I like thinking about it!)
The Hollywood mountain lion known as P-22.
Ruth Franklin's devastating account of Norman Rush's new novel.
This is what I will need for the coming zombie apocalypse. (One cat on each float?)
Custom-built bicycle for a man with no arms.
At Public Books, Katie Gemmill considers eighteenth-century Pygmalion Thomas Day and the victims of his project.