Once again a work week draws to a close. Once again we are filled with weekend fever. And once again we look back on the fiction, poetry and literature news that burned in our brains for the past five days. It was a good week and it was a bad week. We published some terrific content. But we also — and here we’re speaking for the world at large — lost two irreplaceable figures. This weekend, when you’re at the height of your revelry, picture Howard Zinn and J.D. Salinger sharing a laugh, kicking up their heels, and patting one another on the back. Hey, even if it isn’t true, it still paints a nice picture. Happy living, all you wicked scriveners. — Kevin Murphy
