Reference books are the lowest form of scholarship. That makes reading them a guilty pleasure, Scott McLemee confesses.
Right after 9/11, the obituaries started to appear: Irony, the reports said, was dead. Either that or in really bad condition.
A century after Upton Sinclair's The Jungle first appeared, a new edition of the novel proves wrenching.
This week, America turns off the TV. Yeah, right, says Scott McLemee.
A recent essay raises interesting questions about literary hoaxing.
Half of writing -- and most of life -- comes down to having plausible excuse for what you already plan to do.
An academic blogger talks about a new campaign to interest readers in fiction that they might otherwise miss.
The news of Saul Bellow's death sent me to the bookshelves, in search of (among other things) a set of interviews about his life and work that he gave 15 years ago. His answers were eloquent and cranky, occasionally at the same time; and taken all together, they form a major exhibit in what is now, for better or worse, the Saul Bellow Memorial Wing of my own literary education.
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