Books

Huh:

I JUST noticed something strange on Wikipedia. It appears that gradually, over time, editors have begun the process of moving women, one by one, alphabetically, from the “American Novelists” category to the “American Women Novelists” subcategory. So far, female authors whose last names begin with A or B have been most affected, although many others have, too.

As someone who now consumes about half his reading material with dead-tree editions and half with e-readers, I found this interesting:

It's been a while since a review made me want to snap up a book, but"The Little Way of Ruthie Leming" is going on my reading list just because of what this guy found in it:

An interesting perspective -- "You don't own your Kindle books, Amazon reminds customer":

On a dark and stormy night, an employee of your local bookstore strolls into your home, starts tossing books you'd purchased over the last few years into a box, and — despite your protest — takes them all away without saying a word.

Recommended reading for the president:

Tiffany Gee Lewis on why we need books now more than ever:

Today's evidence that End Times are near:

Bibles in nightstands are a familiar amenity for hotel guests, but travelers seeking to read their favorite verse at one establishment will be in for a big surprise.

Lovely tributes to Ray Bradbury. Sarah Hoyt:

Bradbury spoke directly to my poetic soul.  The first book I read in English was Dandelion Wine.  I still have it, that same copy, all underlined, with notations on the meaning of words on the side.  It took me months to read, but it was worth it.  And the richness of the words leached into my vocabulary and my own writing.

Damn, damn, damn:

Ray Bradbury, the author of classics such as “Fahrenheit 451,” “Something Wicked this Way Comes” and “The Martian Chronicles,” died Wednesday morning in Los Angeles at the age of 91.

Juxtaposition of the day. First this: