Tuesday’s Literary Briefing

February 9, 2010

Nascar Romance in Dark Sky Magazine

The Puns Ride Round And Round

Many worlds still await our discovery. We’re not talking about the galaxy here, or some Star Trek fantasy. We’re not talking about the decision to stop sending missions to the Moon. No, we’re talking about peeling back the roof and stirring up adventure. Today’s stories are all about self-discovery, and new beginnings, and fresh relationships. Might we shock you with Don DeLillo’s prose? Can it be compared to Beckett’s? Litia Perta explores her relationship with Max — a guy who may have been her mother’s partner, or maybe it was her father’s partner — either way, he left a mark. Visit The Brooklyn Rail for the full story. Just in time for Valentine’s Day, the Boston Globe examines diamonds, and what it takes to construct a flawless heist story. The tale of Tintin is given an adult spin in the New Republic, and, last but not least, the most shocking revelation this side of Nicholas Sparks — it’s NASCAR romance novels! On your marks, get set, explore. – Andrew Geer

– The rush of the professional race car circuit; the thrill of falling in love. These NASCAR romances are sure to keep you on the edge of your seat as you read about the thrilling twists and turns both on the racetrack and on the track to love. — NASCAR Romances in eHarlequin.com

Don DeLillo in Dark Sky Magazine

DeLillo's The Unsmiling

– Don DeLillo, whose new novel, “Point Omega,” came out on Tuesday, is not exactly a Pynchonesque recluse. He travels, sees friends, gives readings occasionally. People know what he looks like: a slight, reserved man, now going gray, with an intense, serious expression. “I only smile when I’m alone,” he said recently, not smiling. — Don DeLillo in The New York Times

– On the morning Max died, sun flooded the apartment I grew up in. The front door had been unlocked for days to ease the ins and outs of hospice nurses, and of my uncle, who had come to be with us. I let myself in and found my father in the room that had once been mine. His salt and pepper hair was un‐done and his tan winter bathrobe was tied loosely over white pajamas. He sat with his head tilted back and peered through eyeglasses at the computer screen in front of him. — Remembering Max in The Brooklyn Rail

– Well-constructed heist stories exploit the tension between these simple truths to produce a grand clash of vigilance and nerve, pitting a fortune’s defenders against its would-be usurpers. Such forces animated Steven Soderbergh’s glittering 2001 Rat Pack homage “Ocean’s Eleven.’’ — Flawless in The Boston Globe

– To really write for children, you have to think like a child. And to read a children’s book, you probably have to let go of grown-up reasoning. These thoughts occurred to me as I read two newly-translated books about Tintin and his creator, Georges Remi, better known to the world as Hergé.  — The Metamorphosis of Tintin in The New Republic

Video: The Adventures of Tintin in America

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