Tuesday, January 31, 2006
Monday, January 30, 2006
Saturday, January 28, 2006
Today wasn't all that bad. Went jogging in Fort Tryon Park. Picked up some things at Target. Got new sneakers. Tidied the house. Went to church. Attempted to see the Adaptation-esque Tristram Shandy starring Steve Coogan (whom I've loved since 24 Hour Party People and snippets of Alan Partridge), but it was sold out (surprise, surprisesecond day, Saturday night, Loews Lincoln Square). Poked around for a place to eat, finally settling on Pappardella. Then reveled in the greatness that is Bill Murray back at home.
Friday, January 27, 2006
We bear a responsibility for what we publish, and apologize to the reading public for any unintentional confusion surrounding the publication of A MILLION LITTLE PIECES.
We are immediately taking the following actions:
• We are issuing a publisher’s note to be included in all future printings of the book.
• James Frey is writing an author’s note that will appear in all future printings of the book.
• The jacket for all future editions will carry the line “With new notes from the publisher and from the author.”
• Although demand for the book remains high, we are not currently reprinting or fulfilling orders until we make the above changes.
• The publisher’s note and author’s note will be posted prominently on the randomhouse.com website.
• The publisher’s note and author’s note will promptly be sent to booksellers for inclusion in previously shipped copies of the book.
• An advertisement concerning these developments will appear in national and trade publications in the next few days.
Thursday, January 26, 2006
Wednesday, January 25, 2006
2) Loving In Cold Blood by Capote. Should've read it long ago. Had totally judged the book by its true-crime title. His prose is so gripping, he makes you care despite yourself.
¶ Female NYC Cabbie Blogs About Being a Hack [AP/WP]
¶ 15 minutes and counting down [NewYorkHack]
Tuesday, January 24, 2006
Monday, January 23, 2006
Friday, January 20, 2006
¶ The Box [Callalillie]
Thursday, January 19, 2006
(Who are we kidding? I was never going to get around to digesting them all. If I were unemployed, perhaps ... but then I wouldn't be able to pay the rent to house all the magazines in the first place.)
I'll admit it, despite seeing all those New Yorker stories bite the dust, it was a relief to be able to start over. After all, one need only wait for the new issues to arrive to let the collection begin again.
Tuesday, January 17, 2006
It looks like this site's been around for a while now, but I just happened upon it. Made the map nerd and Manhattan nut in me laugh. It compares the scale of our fair island to other major cities by imagining what it would look like moored in the appropriate bay, river or lake.
¶ The Errant Isle of Manhattan [RadicalCartography]
Monday, January 16, 2006
He read a "true story" from his book that recounts his first book-cover design assignment at college (he seems a very proud Penn Stater, mentioning it quite a few times, or maybe that's just me projecting). Kidd's from the Reading area, and is also tangentially acquainted with John Updike's family or circle or something, so thus he felt like he had a lock on things when the teacher told the students to design a new cover for Museums and Women, by Mr. Shillington himself, which features some scene in a well-known (to county residents, at least) museum in Reading. So he cobbles together some freshman attempt, all very proud of himself, and the teacher proceeds to tear him apart in front of the class, saying something like, "If you were considering book jacket design as a career, you should consider something else." He says that what that teacher told him were valid critiques, and proof that he wasn't born some genius, but there was still a sense of pride, he admitted, in eventually getting to design Updike's books for real at Knopf.
Speaking of "true stories," Kidd mentioned the now infamous book by James Frey (A Million Little Pieces) in passing because the cover was designed by one of his students ("my greatest creation," he said in a Dr. Frankenstein voice) at SVA, whom Chip thought of as a fuck-up in school, but who turned out to be a real success in his work.
Other than that, there were lots of jokey mentions of drinking and happy hour and rehab, along with lots of air quotes and silly voices. I found him pretty amusing, but perhaps he wasn't what everyone expected because a lot of his flamboyance seemed to fall flat in terms of getting a rise out of the audience.
The Q&A session began with some interesting thoughts, but ended with the inevitable (groan-inducing) "What are your influences?" and "What advice do you have for the struggling book-jacket designer?" ("Find another field" was his answer. "I don't need the competition") and another question about what overriding principles or theories he has. Kidd very charitably gave some answers, although he was basically rewording something he'd said during his initial discussion: that he relies on the content of each new book to inspire him, and doesn't try to carry with him Great Big Ideas that he imposes onto someone else's writing.
Oh, and someone also asked him whether Chip Kidd is his real name. And he said, only inasmuch as his mother came up with it as a nickname for Charles (his birth certificate) when he was a fetus.
Plus, he was wearing a snazzy faded-green blazer with burgundy trimming over a pink and white striped shirt. And he has this off-center haircut that he's always flipping back and forth.
Saturday, January 14, 2006
¶ teany reopens with tiny schedule [NewYorkology]
Friday, January 13, 2006
Wednesday, January 11, 2006
Tuesday, January 10, 2006
Ever since reading this David Dunlap column that mentions plain-view artifacts on the shuttle platform of the Times Square-42nd Street subway station, I had to go check them out. And while I couldn't find the remnants of the "underground entrance to The New York Times headquarters," I did locate the old way into the former Knickerbocker Hotel at Broadway and 42nd Street, which closed in 1920, Flickr-linked above.
Monday, January 09, 2006
Rakoff led off the reading, and then segued into the act of another guy named Dave Hill, who either is or isn't employed by Doubleday to drive writers to East Coast readings. I'm going to go with isn't, but that was the role he played in a funny little short starring the two Daves about a supposed trip to Boston for a reading by Rakoff. Being that there is a passing-traffic shot that's repeated about a dozen times in the short film, I'm going to have to assume that it was all just a bit of fun, and wasn't shot in Boston at all. After all, most writers have to get to book signings on their own, right? Dave Hill deadpanned from his "forthcoming memoir," which included a mildly funny rumination on crazed chimps.
Sunday, January 08, 2006
This is about all that's left of some 80 Christmas evergreens, now ready to become mulch, after they were chipped up by the parks department's big orange chipper machine. I hauled my small tree off to Inwood Hill Park this afternoon to add to the yearly recycling effort. The remains of the trees are then used to fertilize plantings around the park. The smell was especially pungent as the chipper performed its noisy deed almost like a massive pine-scented air freshener spray, chopping through all the bark and sap and needles.
Heading off to mulch my bitty Christmas tree this afternoon, I happened upon this 9/11 cross, created with beams from the World Trade Center. It's outside the Church of the Good Shepherd at Isham St. and Broadway. I've passed the church before on the M100 or the Bx7, but never saw the memorial, as it's located on the side street. There is also an area nearby where each of the local people (almost all men, from what I could tell) killed that day are commemorated with plaques near the ground.
Saturday, January 07, 2006
There's a great interview with Chip Kidd, Knopf book designer extraordinaire and author of The Chesse Monkeys (which I still need to read!), in the Jan./Feb. issue of the Penn Stater. Sample exchange: DP: So were you at the forefront of this movement? CK: A movement implies that we all had a rally down at Union Square and decided this. Above, a picture of the Kidd himself as a member of the Blue Band drum line back in the '80s, snapped at the exhibit of his work in Cooper Union, running through Feb. 4.
Previously: Kidd, Ware [CS]
Friday, January 06, 2006
Thursday, January 05, 2006
Wednesday, January 04, 2006
¶ The Gift of the Hummer: An Illustrated Tale
¶ Curbed BuildingSpotter: 'Brick Square' Above 59th
¶ Whither Harlem Park at Park and 125th?
¶ Mr. & Mrs. Brownstoner Show You the Neighborhoods
¶ The Hole Situation Update: Castle Village Gets the Bill
¶ Curbed BuildingSpotter Update: Sixth Avenue Skyscraper
¶ Pippin Not to Be Choked Out by Slope's Whole Foods