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    Palestinian American poet Fady Joudah has won the $100,000 Jackson Poetry Prize.

    Dan Sheehan

    April 18, 2024, 1:57pm

    Acclaimed Palestinian American poet, translator, and physician Fady Joudah has received a $100,000 prize from Poets & Writers.

    The Jackson Poetry Prize is awarded annually to an American poet of “exceptional talent,” and was chosen this year by a panel of three poets: Natalie Diaz, Gregory Pardlo and Diane Seuss. In announcing Joudah as this year’s recipient, the judges issues the following citation:

    The Jackson Poetry Prize celebrates Palestinian-American poet Fady Joudah’s significant and evolving body of work, distinguished by his courage to speak in the face of the unspeakable, in poems of lyric concision and intensity. “I write for the future,” Joudah tells us, “because my present is demolished.” From the epicenter of that devastation, Joudah resists via the potent image, the senses, and the network of feelings, conjuring the smile of a child rescued from a bombed-out home, and two siblings who liberate their fish “from the rubble of airstrikes”—speaking of and from the “collaterals” of war. Joudah’s diction is slippery, elucidating the instability of language in bearing what cannot be borne. This slippage echoes, as well, the fragility of selfhood, and of love, in the face of such annihilation. He demands love poems from a world so adept at withholding love. The current historical moment gives Joudah’s most recent poems particular urgency, though his body of work has consistently explored mortality, the poem’s capacity to archive the living and the dead, and to transform borders into thresholds. Joudah’s lyric gift generates a transcendence into unity, “From womb / to breath, and one / with oneness // I be: / from the river / to the sea.”

    Joudah—whose 2024 collection, […], was recently hailed as “A stunning magnification of consciousness” by the Los Angeles Review of Books—was born Austin, Texas in 1971 to Palestinian refugee parents, and grew up in Libya and Saudi Arabia. He returned to the United States to study to become a doctor, and currently practices internal medicine in Houston.

    Joudah has published six collections of poems: […]The Earth in the Attic; Alight; Textu, a book-long sequence of short poems whose meter is based on cellphone character count; Footnotes in the Order of Disappearance; and Tethered to Stars. He has translated several collections of poetry from the Arabic and is the co-editor and co-founder of the Etel Adnan Poetry Prize. He was a winner of the Yale Series of Younger Poets competition in 2007 and has received a PEN award, a Banipal/Times Literary Supplement prize from the UK, the Griffin Poetry Prize, a Guggenheim Fellowship, and the Arab American Book Award.

    Like so many Palestinians around the world, Joudah’s life has been marked by horrendous personal tragedy since Israel’s assault on Gaza began six months ago.

    In a tweet sharing the news earlier today, Joudah wrote: “I share in honor of the real warriors across campuses and all beautiful Palestine.”

    These are the “most influential” writers of the year.

    Emily Temple

    April 18, 2024, 1:45pm

    This week, TIME magazine published its annual list of the 100 Most Influential People of the year. Usually, when this list comes out, I complain (to the universe, I guess) that there aren’t enough novelists (“enough” meaning “more than one”) on it. Last year, though, there were four, which was a nice surprise. This year, we’ve regressed to two—along with a few more people who could be described as “literary-adjacent.” Below, you’ll find the most influential writers of the year, according to TIME, along with their citations. What do you think—did they get it right?

    NOVELISTS:

    Lauren Groff

    “Her novels would have been enough. The Vaster Wilds, Matrix, Fates and Furies—flights of imagination and dives into history that keep readers turning pages late into the night. Her collection Florida (my personal favorite) won the Story Prize. But Lauren Groff is more than a great writer, she’s also a great citizen, channeling her belief that everyone should be free to read the books they choose into The Lynx, her new bookstore in Gainesville, Fla. When I heard the news, I wanted to stop her. I wanted to praise her. I wanted to tell her there will be days that being both a writer and a bookstore owner will feel like one job too many. Just ask Louise Erdrich, Emma Straub, Judy Blume, Jeff Kinney. Ask me. But the joy of putting the right book into a customer’s hands will make up for everything. Once again, Lauren Groff is doing spectacular work.” Ann Patchett

    James McBride

    As a kid, you dream about meeting a great novelist. You imagine them as kind, noble, wise, omniscient. When I met James McBride, I felt like I’d had coffee with a hysterically funny 21st century Leo Tolstoy.

    James has all the qualities one would expect. With The Color of Water, The Good Lord Bird, Kill ’Em and Leave, Deacon King Kong, and now The Heaven & Earth Grocery Store, his excellence in the art of storytelling defies gravity. He writes about deep American wounds with love, rage, and a sense of wit that flies like a falcon in large leaping circles, riding the invisible winds of history.

    In creating the limited series The Good Lord Bird, I learned that James is also the kind of friend you dream of making. When things get rough, he never loses his sense of humor, his wisdom, and his powerful ability to communicate.

    If James is one of the most influential artists in America, then there is great hope for America. –Ethan Hawke

    SEE ALSO:

    Dua Lipa, who may not be a writer, but is at least a big reader; Jenny Holzer, a text-based visual artist; Elliot Page, bestselling memoirist (among other things); Hayao Miyazaki, who started in manga; Professor Suzanne Simard, author of Finding the Mother Tree; Pulitzer Prize-winning journalist Connie Walker.

    Against spring cleaning: The books the Lit Hub staff just can’t let go of.

    James Folta

    April 18, 2024, 1:42pm

    If you’ve ever deep-cleaned your bookshelves, you’ve likely faced some hard choices over what to hang onto and what to donate to the library. As much as you might want to clear space by off-loading beat-up copies, shelf redundancies, books you know you’ll never finish—some books just defy decluttering.

    The Lit Hub staff looked through our stacks and found a few books that we just can’t bring ourselves to get rid of.

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    David Mitchell, The Bone Clocks

    I have two copies of this and very much only need one… except that I read it as a (beautiful, signed) ARC and then some time later got a (beautiful, signed) slipcase hardcover from Powells, because I heard that the final published version had some significant changes re: links to Mitchell’s expanded universe of stories. My thought was that I could compare and see what was changed—but it has been nearly a decade now and I’ve not done it. But I’m keeping the two copies because how can I choose? (Drew Broussard)

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    Julia Cameron, The Artist’s Way

    I have so many kind-hearted friends who keep insisting I do this course and uncork my inner artist with the help of God and morning pages. I’m temperamentally not the kind of person or writer this book is for—I don’t put a lot of stock in the definitiveness of creative systems—but every time I consider getting rid of this book, I chide myself up for being too judgmental… “Maybe I should just listen to my pals, and give The Way a go!”

    And so: I have yet to write any morning pages or take myself on any artist’s dates, and have now moved this tattered copy to five different apartments. (James Folta)

    The Alchemist Paulo Coelho

    Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist

    I think a well-meaning aunt gave me a copy of this book when I graduated from high school. It can’t leave my clutches because 1) it’s lovingly inscribed, and 2) most used bookstores are full up on this title. I believe it is to the secondhand book market what John Denver’s Greatest Hits is to yard sales. (Brittany Allen)

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    Albert Camus, The Plague

    I’ve hung onto this particular copy because it has the most chaotic highlighting I’ve ever seen in a used book. In the first few chapters, the only things that are highlighted are medical details about plague, and then the rest of the book is filled with question marks in the margins.

    I’ve begun to imagine that somebody bought this book based on the title alone, desperate for advice on how to cure themselves or their community of an outbreak but instead, found a bunch of existentialism. (James Folta)

    William R. Forstchen, Arena (Magic: the Gathering #1)

    There’s a whole subset of “books I read as a kid” that I’m hanging onto for hazy half-formed reasons of memory and/or in case I have a kid—the complete first run of Goosebumps, the full Animorphs—but this one is a particular treasure, because there’s a scene involving a hot spring that was 100% my read-this-too-young sexual awakening and as the saying goes, you never get rid of your first spicy book even if it is embarrassing. (Drew Broussard)

    Robert Caro, The Power Broker

    I really want to believe I’m gonna finish this someday. Or even pick it up. I bought it in good faith–because I aspire to be the person who knows esoteric details about the creation of the Triborough Bridge and assorted city parks. I’m a resident, damnit. But at 700,000-ish words, the length of this doorstop is just too daunting. I worry Robert Caro will sit on my mantle, in judgment, forever. But I can’t bear to admit my civic failure and send him to the stoop. (Brittany Allen)

    [Redacted Author Who I Am Acquainted With], [Redacted Book Title]

    I’m sorry, I’m probably not going to finish this book, but I am tormented by the thought that some day, this person will be at my apartment and ask, “Hey, where’s my book?” (James Folta)

    +1, except that I am more tormented by the idea that they will not ask this question, and will instead just think it, and begin nursing an elaborate grudge that only many years later will explode in a fountain of bile and brimstone, under which I shall sink, shouting “it was just in the other rooooooom.” (Emily Temple)

    Jean Merrill, The Pushcart War

    My copy of The Pushcart War has experienced some water damage. Um, that is to say that even aside from the dark brown stains on all the pages, it smells, and not in an “oooh….books!” way. We’re in “yikes, what’s that?” territory.

    But this is the copy of the hippie cult classic ‘60s chapter book about taking down The Man with a peashooter that my dad read to me when I was a kid, and it is still legible, and therefore I will be keeping it until my own daughter is old enough for me to read it to her. If she finds the experience stinky, well, that seems like a fair trade for two years of dedicated diaper changing, doesn’t it? (Emily Temple)

    Here are the finalists for the NYPL’s 2024 Young Lions Fiction Award.

    James Folta

    April 18, 2024, 11:31am

    The New York Public Library announced their Young Lions Fiction Award finalists today. Since 2001, the award has honored a writer under 35 for a novel or story collection. This year, the selection committee, composed of writers, editors, and librarians, selected five books as finalists:

    Nana Kwame Adjei-Brenyah, Chain-Gang All-Stars

    Monica Brashears, House of Cotton

    Eskor David Johnson, Pay As You Go

    E. J. Koh, The Liberators

    C. Pam Zhang, Land of Milk and Honey

    The winner will be selected by judges A. M. Homes, Caoilinn Hughes, and last year’s winner, Zain Khalid, and will receive a $10,000 prize. Stayed tuned for the final recipient of this prize, to be announced at an award ceremony on the evening of June 13th at the NYPL’s Main Branch.

    The official trailer for One Hundred Years of Solitude is here.

    Brittany Allen

    April 18, 2024, 11:22am

    Gabo-heads (Gab-lins?), rejoice: the trailer for the upcoming mini-series adaptation of the Márquez masterpiece, One Hundred Years of Solitudehas officially dropped. And though we’ve been burned before by attempts to put the master’s works on celluloid (Love in the Time of Cholera, anyone?), there seems to be room for cautious optimism.

    For one thing, the 16-episode series is allegedly one of the most ambitious projects ever filmed in Latin America. But readers should be especially pleased to hear that the teaser opens with a nod to the source material. Namely, a solemn voiceover of the novel’s famous first line: Many years ago, when he faced the firing squad…etc. (For a lovely close read of this sentence, allow me to point you to this piece from Claire Adam.)

    Blessed by the estate and filmed, in Spanish, on location in Colombia, the project also looks to have the appropriate scope for a multigenerational epic. Per Deadline, five writers wrote the series: José Rivera, Natalia Santa, Camila Brugés, María Camila Arias and Albatrós González. And two directorsAlex García López and Laura Morasteer the ship.

    Of course, more isn’t always more. In 2007, Roget Ebert wondered if Gabo’s novels could ever stand a translation to the silver screen. “If you extract the story without the language,” he wrote, “you are left with dust and bones but no beating heart.” Thriller pacingplus the infamous old-age make-up turtled over poor Javier Bardemdoomed Love in the Time of Cholera to a lukewarm-to-wrathful critical response. So my fingers stay crossed that this mini-series will let its truly perfect source material breathe, and age naturally.

    But you can calibrate your own expectations. Here’s the trailer, in all its glory.