Posted by Juliet Linderman Hey dudes and dudettes, ladies and germs, cetaceans and crustaceans, and welcome back to Dick Watching on Vol. 1, where we bring you a boatload of news about wonderful, wonderful whales. You guys ready to take the plunge?
Posted by Juliet Linderman Hey there ladies, germs and cetaceans, and welcome to your weekly link list. I apologize for the lateness of this post, please forgive your humble hostess. Let’s go Dick watching, shall we?
All you Dicksters out there: You know what time it is. It’s Dick Watching time. But no more of this blubbering now, we are going a-whaling, and there is plenty of that yet to come!
Posted by Juliet Linderman Hey there, Dick Watchers. We interrupt your regularly scheduled Vol. 1 Brooklyn programming to bring you this announcement: Herman Melville died today. I mean, he died today, 119 years ago. But still, all you whale lovers, Dick enthusiasts, Herman-o-philes and Melvillians out there, let’s all take a minute to remember our very own patron saint of the sea.
Herman Melville Died Today, Miguel de Cervantes was Born Tomorrow, and Truman Capote Came the Day After Tomorrow
In an effort to “scoop” everybody on all three of these breaking stories, we figured it would be wise to lump all of them into one post.
Robert Brinbaum discusses The Whale.
By Cara Nicoletti In the opening chapters of Herman Melville’s Moby-Dick, Ishmael spends his final nights before setting sail aboard the Pequod at the Spouter Inn preparing for his years-long journey at sea. Part of such preparation includes readying oneself for the inevitable periods of dullness and isolation from the rest of the world’s news, finances, friends, and families. This feeling of isolation in which “you stand, lost in the infinite series of the sea, with nothing ruffled but the […]
Bites: Stephen Elliott in Williamsburg, McSweeney’s Broadsheet, the Original Gossip Girl, Lethem Recommends Poe, Balloon boy FAQ, and more
Stephen Elliott hung out in Williamsburg (went hard, if you will) and wrote about it on The Rumpus. Lit. Largehearted Boy reviews Nick Hornby’s Juliet, Naked. McSweeney’s to publish an old-fashioned, Sunday edition-sized broadsheet: San Francisco Panorama Jonathan Lethem recommends on Daily Beast Edgar Allen Poe’s only novel, The Narrative of Arthur Gordon Pym of Nantucket, and describes it as “the missing link between Mary Shelley and Herman Melville.” My kind of narrative. On Willa Cather’s development as a novelist. […]