After just finishing an Edith Wharton, it now seems the nineteenth-century satirist is popping up everywhere. In the upcoming New Yorker, Rebecca Mead writes about Wharton’s early letters to her governess, some of which will be up for auction at Christie’s on Wednesday. James “King James” Wood is surprisingly charming in this LA Weekly interview. On being well-read: I never seem very well-read to myself — I only notice the gaps, the thin bits, the bald patches (yes, the analogy […]