The summer following the winter that my mother took off into something called Women’s Land for what I could only guess would be all eternity, my father decided that there was no choice but for him to quit his despised job and take me and my brother to the beach for at least the entire summer and possibly longer.
Photo reblogged from with 12 notes
“Scotty, I’m a spy.” Over at Medium, read Scott C. Johnson on discovering his father’s secret career.
Johnson’s The Wolf and the Watchman is out today. “This stunning memoir,” per Michael Hastings, “could be ripped from the pages of a John le Carré novel.”
Ireland debuted a new stamp featuring a 224-word short story written by Dublin teenager Eoin Moore. That’s right. Ireland’s so bookish that even its postage is literary.
Tom Phillips - A Humument (1966-73)
“In 1966 Phillips set himself a task: to find a second-hand book for threepence and alter every page by painting, collage and cut-up techniques to create an entirely new version. He found his threepenny novel in a junkshop on Peckham Rye, South London. This was an 1892 Victorian obscurity titled A Human Document by W.H Mallock and he titled his altered book A Humument.
The first version of all 367 treated pages was published in 1973 since when there have been four revised editions. A Humument is now one of the best known and loved of all 20th Century artist’s books and is regarded as a seminal classic of postmodern art.”
Page 1 of 118