Articles by Bill Morris
October 14, 2010
James Ross published just one novel in his lifetime. This is a rare thing because of a paradox that lies at the heart of novel writing: it demands such sustained focus, such persistence, so much raw pig-headed stubbornness that anyone who does it once almost invariably does it again, and again, and again. Once is almost never enough.
October 13, 2010
The secret of the store’s success has been that the owners loved books and weren’t afraid to have opinions or share them with their customers. And the customers responded to that passion.
October 12, 2010
Gibson has always been fascinated by fashion, not only as an expression of personal style, but as a place where technology and advertising work together, on a global scale, to create and feed human appetites in the name of corporate profits.
October 4, 2010
School wasn’t my death as a writer, it was my birth; and it would not have happened without the guidance and support of inspiring teachers, access to magnificent libraries, and every student’s most precious gift, free time.
September 28, 2010
Greensboro, North Carolina, is that true American anomaly – a place where there seem to be more people writing serious books than reading them.
September 9, 2010
I wasn’t quite sure what to make of the novel. Was it just a delicious stew of weirdness? Was it an allegory about the need for solidarity among the underclass as it fights prejudice and oppression? Whatever it was or was not, the book whetted my appetite for more.
August 2, 2010
Bicycles seem to be saying more about us every day – our politics, our social class, our tribal affiliation. In a word, our values. How is it possible for a simple 2-wheeled contraption to say so much?
July 13, 2010
The deeper you go into your life and your reading, the more precious the long-overlooked gems become once you finally unearth them.
June 11, 2010
Ghostwriting used to be book publishing’s dirty little secret. No more. Today a growing cadre of writers are discovering that checking their ego at the door and telling someone else’s story can make them very successful, very rich and, in at least one case, as close to happy as most writers will ever get.
May 14, 2010
“It was my dad’s 60th birthday. We went out to dinner in Brooklyn and he looked around and said, ‘Who are these people?’ I told him they were hipsters. He asked if that was like hippies. No, I told him, the short answer is that they’re grown-up babies.”