Short Takes: Shapes of the Masters

Why Salinger looks like a knotty tangle, and Woolf a bunch of loose rectangles.

The posthumous secret to happiness–or, at least, free will. (Sort of.)

Getting work out there can be hard, especially when your acceptance to rejection ratio is 3:1,983.

But here’s a novel strategy for bypassing editorial guidelines.

Harold Bloom: “I teach, think, read and write personally. What else could I be? What are we all here for? Objectivity is a farce.”

On memory, or lack thereof.

In South Carolina, apparently, “the truth will set you free,” particularly when you aren’t.

From the trenches of the fight to preserve the printed page: “Books have another, competitive advantage over instant mass communication: they can’t be turned off.”

Thanks to Simon & Schuster, the battle royal of public opinion and publishing can now play out on your iPhone.

Edward P. Jones: “I have certain pieces of music that I listen to. A friend of mine gave me this song, and it’s one of the things that I’ve always used over many years. I’ve heard it maybe a hundred thousand times by now.”

Isolation or intervention? Ask some old, dead Russians.

Introducing the next best way to read F. Scott Fitzgerald.