You guys! We are so VERY excited to be the ones to announce this year’s National Book Award finalists! Check out the full list here.
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Meet the Peace Cars! Over the next two weeks, cars will be traveling from Peace Corps headquarters in D.C. to Atlanta, Los Angeles (via Chicago and Denver), and one will be traveling around the D.C. Metro area. Share your photo of the #PeaceCars and tell us why you’re interested in service.
Back in the day, the Peace Car was a VW van. Tomorrow, we’ll be unveiling the new generation of Peace Cars, which may be headed to a place near you. Get ready! #PeaceCars
Nothing screams punk like i’s dotted with hearts.
"But if the Dead Kennedies do not like the man so don’t I." Is there a single-tear emoticon? —Lars
Maureen Corrigan reviews The Paying Guests by Sarah Waters. The novel opens in 1922 in the ‘suburban backwater’ of London, where Frances Wray and her mother have fallen from the middle class and must take ‘paying guests’ into their home to stay afloat.
"The Paying Guests is no simple period piece. As alert as Waters is to historical detail, she’s also a superb storyteller with a gift for capturing the layered nuances of character and mood. Any reader familiar with Waters’ earlier novels like Tipping the Velvet will know that she’s especially drawn to the subject of lesbian relationships. What’s so immediately compelling about our protagonist, Frances Wray, is that, in a way that doesn’t seem at all anachronistic, she’s comfortable in her own queer skin. It’s most of the rest of the world — and, tragically, some of the people in her own house — who have serious problems with Frances and her so-called “unnatural” sexuality.”
Girls playing ukuleles, 1926