I Don’t Think Nicholson Baker Likes George Bush

Nicholson Baker‘s new novel, Checkpoint, is receiving a lot of attention, as explained in It’s only fiction, but is it legal?

An author’s dramatization of a fact-based argument about killing President Bush makes Michael Moore’s diatribe in ‘Fahrenheit 9/11’ look tame by comparison – and may push the boundaries of free speech.

A great way to ensure your book’s a bestseller. I hope it’s as good as Vox and The Fermata (my favorite).

A Cure For Depression You Didn’t Consider

Ranked 39,201 on amazon.com: How to Good-Bye Depression: If You Constrict Anus 100 Times Everyday. Malarkey? or Effective Way?

First read the book’s description, then read the reviews. Here’s one reviewer’s comments:

I actually bought the damn book
In a flurry of humor, depression, and morbid curiosity, I actually went and bought this damn book. […] Its method for combating depression is something that I have yet to even consider trying, but as a general humor book, this is probably one of the funniest and most bizarre reads you’ll encounter. I still randomly open to a page, read it, and feel better about whatever the heck was bringing me down in the first place. Get this book for comedy, not for advice.

A Journal About Raising A Child

The Story About the Baby:

On the evening of January 18th, at around 8 PM, my first child, Cordelia Krizsan Vogel, entered the world. She came out of Mariann, my wife. She got her mother’s facial shape, her father’s irritability, and her mother’s genitalia.

He wrote an article for every week of the first year, concluding with The Three Main Reasons Being A Parent Sucks:

  1. Your Life Is Over: If you are the sort of blissful shut-in who can’t imagine anything nicer than shutting yourself up in your home […], skip to Reason 2. You are already lost.
  2. You Are Doomed To Disappointment: Forget about raising the child that changes everything. I suggest you aim for, say, raising a child who doesn’t end up married to someone in the sex or lard rendering industries.
  3. You Will Never Feel Safe Again: I know now that I did not truly understand terror until I got myself in a position where I loved someone who thought staples were food.

It’a a funny, frank journal with a bit of tenderness underneath its raw surface.