On my way in to the office this morning, NPR had a piece on the upcoming movie based on Stephenie Meyers’ Twilight and its effects on an unfortunate small town in Washington. It seems Forks has been transformed from a bucolic near-paradise deep in the
Michael Crichton, author of bestselling books such as Jurassic Park, Sphere, and Andromeda Strain, died after a long battle with cancer. You can read his family’s recent memorial statement here.
Aravind Adiga, 33, won the 40th Man Booker prize on Tuesday night for his debut novel, “The White Tiger,” an exploration of India’s class struggle told through the story of a village boy’s journey from Indian village life to entrepreneurial success. Adiga, who lives in
And the award goes to…Jean-Marie Gustave Le Clezio, whose work defined him as an “author of new departures, poetic adventure and sensual ecstasy, explorer of a humanity beyond and below the reigning civilization.” To read more about Le Clezio’s life and writing, please visit the
For me, this is so much more exciting than those silly Olympic Games–check out the announcement tomorrow for the winner of the 2008 Nobel Prize for literature. Watch the live webcast from the Swedish Academy, Stockholm, Sweden, on Thursday, October 9, 1:00 p.m. CET, 11:00
I absolutely love the entire experience of going to movie theatres: the smell of fake butter on popcorn, the plush but squeaky seats, the adorable little lights to guide your way down the aisles, the previews, and even the ridiculously high ticket prices. Nothing can
Yes, they’re all connected in this breaking news story from the Asheville Citizen-Times. Haywood County Sheriff’s chief detectives continue investigating a series of burglaries Tuesday night (August 19) near the intersection of N.C. 209 and Old Clyde Road in Waynesville, NC. They believe the five
I know I’m putting myself perilously close to being burned as a heretic, but I have to say that I think the Kindle is pretty good. There. I said it. But, before you cast me into the lake to see if I float, at least
As a teenager, I suffered from pretty severe iconoclasticitis. Most everyone else called it by its common name: rebelliousness. But, when I wasn’t staging some inane sit-in or walk out over a meaningless point of bureaucratic trivia, or heckling my calculus teacher (who liked to
I was once a poor student like yourself. To save up enough cash for Ramen noodles, a Netflix subscription and tickets to my favorite music venues, I had to get pretty creative with my textbook expenses. What I learned is that there are plenty of