Are you interested in the thoughts and lives of the bookish people of today? Don’t look any further and read the best interviews of the week

Jonathan Ames has a new series coming soon staring Patrick Stewart. The Guardian talked to him about this and many other things.
I guess it was a young man’s choice to write autobiographically. I’m not necessarily a narcissist. A narcissist doesn’t have a capacity for empathy, and I would hope that I have empathy. Like many artists, I looked in the mirror to find the world. If and when I’m lucky enough to get back to novels, maybe, who knows, I’d draw upon myself again.


Two amazing women talk about horror stories being love stories. Helen Oyeyemi interviews Kelly Link for LA review of Books.
“Shock” seems like the right word for that place where we aren’t quite sure what emotion we’re experiencing: intensity in the moment that swamps meaning. Let’s posit that a love story can be sustained longer than a horror story. (“Love bears all things.”) Perhaps a love story is also a more capable container? Horror and love are also maybe modes of interpretation/reading.

Roxane Gay spoke out against all-Caucasian book lists after The New York Times published their summer reading list.
And that’s what’s so frustrating about this list; this summer brings so many excellent books from writers of color, many of whom are very well known and have enthusiastic audiences […] that it requires magical thinking to avoid an uncharitable reading of the NYT’s picks.

Vivian Gornick talks about writing programs, being a writer and sneakers with Longreads.
Yeah, yeah. I’ve never strolled. I never set out to encounter, I set out to walk. I set out to dispel daily depression. Every afternoon I get low-spirited, and one day I discovered the walk. I had some place to go on the Upper East Side, and I lived downtown on 12th Street. I decided to walk on impulse and it was three miles and it took an hour and I thought, “Oh, this is great, I feel so much better.” Lots of people know this, but I never knew it until I just stumbled on it.


Bored to Death book club is set up by two sisters who love to read and have nothing better to do than to start a book club.

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