Young Steve Jobs.
Computer games, ghosts, and treasure hunts were three of the highlights of Paul La Farge’s Luminious Airplanes book party, which The Observer describes as something between a “haunted house and a contemporary art installation”
Tin House goes digital.
At The Awl, Daniel D’Addario close reads photos of Joan Didion (but fails to mention a certain cover image...).
Jay Rubin, Haruki Murakami’s longtime English translator, is underwhelmed by the pun in the title of Murakami’s forthcoming magnum opus, 1Q84, which plays off the Japanese pronunciation of the word nine (“Q”) and is therefore a not-so-subtle reference to Orwell’s 1984. Rubin’s verdict? “I don’t think it’s such a great title . . . I think it’s a pretty feeble pun, this whole thing, this Q."
If you have an unfinished Great American Novel stashed in a drawer somewhere, Morgan Spurlock wants to hear from you. Spurlock, the director behind films such as Super Size Me, the gorge-fest in which he ate nothing but McDonalds food for a month, is looking for failures—preferably literary ones—for a reality TV show called The Failure Club.