Inside the New Yorker

If you haven't yet picked up the New Yorker's double fiction issue (June 9 & 16) be sure to do so this week while it's still on newsstands. For bookish types, it offers several distinct pleasures.

One is the wry but very relevant cover, which shows a young woman accepting an delivery package even as she watches the man next door opening up a small book shop (and he is watching her too although we can't see the look on his face – maybe just as well....)

Another is the publication of a new (well, okay, newly published) story by Nabokov.

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But there are other gems as well, one of my favorites being the piece by Haruki Murakami called "The Running Novelist." The creative process – and the various shapes and forms it takes in the lives of different artists – is always a fascinating thing to study. And then there's Louis Menand's review of a new Ezra Pound bio.

I don't know about you but I do some of my best reading in bagel or coffee shops. And at least for those of us on the East Coast this week, a smoothie, a corner in an air-conditioned cafe, and the New Yorker seems to me an almost perfect antidote to whatever is happening outside.

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