Articles by Jacob Lambert
August 22, 2016
You destroyed Doctorow’s masterpiece; the least you can do is understand my frustration.
August 8, 2016
Ignored in its day as a piece of spinner-rack schlock, ‘Trust Doesn’t Rust’ has aged magnificently.
July 25, 2016
As it turns out, Jonathan Safran Foer isn’t the only novelist with whom Portman pen-pals.
June 29, 2016
When you see a beautiful stranger across a crowded room, the spark fires and you won’t forget the moment.
June 14, 2016
My beach read should help me forget the roaming packs of half-feral children who will no doubt be kicking sand in my eyes and screeching like wounded monkeys. So I don’t want to read Lord of the Flies or Blood Meridian.
May 27, 2016
The second song was “Da Ya Think I’m Sexy?” by Rod Stewart. And I remember the dad just got this look in his eye and started jerking around. For a second, I thought he was having a stroke.
May 13, 2016
These books helped usher me from my teens into adulthood — and opened my eyes to the breadth, and often the harshness, of the surrounding world. I’d adored these books. So why had I left them in this box, like discarded memories? Looking through them again, I may have found the answer.
April 26, 2016
Trump on Love: “There’s nothing more terrible than an ex-spouse with a ten-ton axe to grind, and no agreement on how your common property is to be divided.”
April 13, 2016
How do you live your life, Booger-Wiper?
March 24, 2016
Knausgård: To brood incessantly over seemingly trivial matters. (‘Jim is in the study with the lights off, Knausgårding about the Celtics game.’)