This Week in Books I Forget My Obligation to Write About Books

This post is going up rather later than usual; apologies to Tracy, the only person who likely checks in on Bookhive every morning at work.

Emma Thompson wrote more Peter Rabbit stories because she is the greatest human alive. And when she was invited to read the stories to a bunch of children at a bookstore, she brought a tiny blue jacket as proof that Peter Rabbit is real and asked her to write the stories. This reminds me of an amazing idea I had for a running app; instead of having Olympic athletes chiming in with motivational talk, like the Nike app, mine would have women like Emma Thompson and Beyonce and Hilary Clinton sayiing their motivational catch-phrases. Emma Thompson could get me to do anything, even run 3 miles. 

I just a copy of Changing My Mind, Zadie Smith's book of essays. I've always enjoyed her nonfiction more than her fiction, and just in time, she published a new essay about New York for the NY Review of Books. 

Finally, the Nobel Prize for Literature was awarded to Patrick Modiano; I am not too proud to admit that I had never heard of him, and I enjoyed the Twitter reactions from folks in writing and publishing industry in the US immensely.