There’s something about readers and the written word–we’re drawn to it like moth’s to flame. An old, tiresome clique, perhaps, but true nonetheless. That is, after all, what drew me to Kate Peterson’s ‘Lives in Letters’ (The Millions)–good old fashioned letters. Not just any letters, but letters from a father to his daughter. The fact he included obituaries piqued my interested further. Of course, once I began reading, I realized is was so much more. It’s a beautiful story of family, of love, of life. If you haven’t read, I hope you do.
With that, here are a few other bookish bits from the week . . .
According to U.S. Bureau of Labor Statistics, Americans read an average of 19 minutes a day. Pitiful.
Barnes and Noble has announced it will split into two companies: bookstore + Nook. Personally, I hope this means Nook will have a lesser presence in the bookstores. It always made me sad to see a huge electronic display, first thing, when I entered a store for honest-to-goodness books.
People are all a dither over the winner of the Carnegie medal–that being, Kevin Brooks and The Bunker Diary. I’ve not read the book. You? It’s been called a ‘vile and dangerous story’ but I liked Brooks’ response. I may have to give it a go, and see for myself . . .
Big news: Judy Bloom is coming out with another novel for adults. And that’s pretty much all anybody knows.
David Sedaris talks the Fitbit life with The New Yorker.
George R.R. Martin Drops The Winds of Winter hints to Rolling Stone. You know, if you’d rather not be surprised.
Think what you will of James Patterson, but you’ve got to love the way he is dedicated to getting kids to read. The latest? He’s planning to give his book, Middle School: The Worst Years of My Life, to each 6th grader in the New York City Public School system–that’s nearly 45,000 books.
And if you’re still looking for ideas on what to read this summer, check out the latest New York Times best sellers lists. Unfortunately, I’ve yet to come up with anyone willing to give adults free books to combat the summer slump.