F. Scott Fitzgerald's advice on life to his daughter. Apparently he didn't find flies as irritating as I do.
With the turning of the New Year, most of James Joyce's work moved into the public domain, ending Joyce's grandson's very possessive reign over the writer's estate.
For the third straight year, the mysterious Poe Toaster hasn't showed up at the writer's grave to leave three roses and a half bottle of cognac on the Poe's birthday. This after showing up every year for seven decades.
Instead of a new novel, Cormac McCarthy decided to deliver a screenplay to his agents, to their surprise.