Happy April! In case rain does not fall from the sky, you can opt for tears falling down your face. Just so happens The Guardian discusses books that make you cry. Any you’d care to add? I usually have to be caught unaware for such things. I don’t intentionally set out for sad. But every once in awhile–Little Boy Lost by Marghanita Laski, for instance. I can’t tell you what, exactly, threw me over the edge without a spoiler. But I will say, it got me at the end.

Then, of course, there’s books so horribly written/edited they make me cry, but I suppose that’s a whole other topic.

Now, a few bookish bits from the week . . .

First things, first–congratulations to Karen Joy Fowler, winner of the 2014 PEN/Faulkner Award for Fiction for her novel We Are All┬áCompletely Beside Ourselves.

If you live in or have been to San Francisco this probably comes as no surprise, but BBC News discusses ‘The radical readers of San Francisco.’

Afghanistan’s secret feminism, through verse‘, courtesy of The Millions.

Oh, the intrigue! The estate of Ted Hughes has severed ties with the biographer. The story is, this is due secrets they wish to remain secret . . .

The Paris Review gives us a glimpse at ‘The Uncommon Birds of George Edwards.’

The Huff Post considers ‘The 10 greatest duels in literature.’

And, in case you’ve been needing another random list of books to tell how well read you are (or are not, as the case may be) . . .