Articles tagged “friday frivolity”
Hanging out with Hemingway’s excessively toed cats.
Go on Amazon and give the book one star because ‘the plastic wrapping was slightly ripped when it arrived from the seller.’ 14 ways to tick off a writer.
A project for the weekend: DIY telephone bookends.
Famous authors' last words. (What was ‘Moose…Indian’ all about?)
Norman Mailer insults your favourite writers.
Q: How many male novelists does it take to screw in a lightbulb?
A: War is hell.
The 10 most dramatic deaths in fiction.
Some fantastic tattoos inspired by children’s books. Red Riding Hood is my favourite.
The best parties in literature (to which you weren’t invited).
Some contemporary illustrations for famous novels.
How well do you know literature? Take the quiz! (I know literature very well. We were at kinder together.)
30 amazing book dedications that might actually be better than the books themselves.
Here’s a great tutorial that shows you how to turn old books into a bookshelf boombox.
10 bizarre literary landmarks that everyone should visit.
BYRONIC HERO Super-cool cool guy.
CANON All the literature that’s fit to print.
30 excellent bookshop windows from around the world.
33 hilariously terrible first sentences.
James Joyce wrote lying on his stomach in bed, with a large blue pencil, clad in a white coat, and composed most of Finnegans Wake with crayon pieces on cardboard. Read more
The 20 stages of reading, illustrated.
Guess: Franzen gripe or YouTube comment about saggy pants?
We buy books. We buy more books than we could ever read. And that might be okay as long as we let those books live their lives. How to live with bibliophilia.
24 photos that prove that cats take better bookshelfies than you.
Here lies Hannah Montana. Here lies a partier in the USA. Here lies “My girl, Miley.” Cormac McCarthy describes the music video for ‘Wrecking Ball’.
10 inspiring bookshops around the world.
Why yes, I would like to read Bukowski’s FBI file.
Great cocktail moments in literature.
I looked up at the mass of signs and stars in the night sky and laid myself open for the first time to the benign indifference of “k.” Read more