Articles by Jacob Lambert

April 26, 2016

The Ultimate Literary Cage Match: Hemingway vs. Faulkner vs. Trump 3

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

An Open Letter to the Person Who Wiped Boogers on My Library Book 11

How do you live your life, Booger-Wiper?

March 24, 2016

A Modern Literary Glossary: Definitions for Our Ever-Changing Reading World 7

Knausgård: To brood incessantly over seemingly trivial matters. (‘Jim is in the study with the lights off, Knausgårding about the Celtics game.’)

February 29, 2016

I Was a Teenage Neil Patrick Harris 4

The motherfucker looked more like me than he had when we were young. I was growing into him, as if we were a pair of trees rooted too close together.

February 5, 2016

No You or Me: On Love, Death, and the Kindle 6

There is nothing I want less than to read from a tablet — the thought of doing so irritates me irrationally — and I’ve begun to wonder if my attachment to the physical book has anything to do with an attachment to my father, or at least my memory of him.

January 29, 2016

Turn the Page: Your Next Rock ‘N’ Roll Book Club 0

Jimmy, I hear you plead, you’re the bard of the beachfront, the Wordsworth of the waves. You once released an album called License to Chill; you write songs about delicious cheeseburgers. Why kick things off with a harrowing, full-bore descent into the savage, blood-spattered heart of our long-dead modern dream?

December 19, 2015

A Year in Reading: Jacob Lambert 0

Undisputed Truth is, like the man himself, troubling, maddening, and unselfconsciously entertaining.

November 27, 2015

Thirty Minutes at a Used-Book Sale 6

Black Friday? You haven’t lived it until you’ve spent 30 minutes at an $8-a-bag library book sale.

November 25, 2015

Hanging ‘Em Up: On Reading About (and Not Watching) Sports 3

All of this would suggest that I’m a boxing fan, one of those old-timey cigar-chewers eager to overlook the sport’s myriad problems and mainstream insignificance in order to enjoy its brutal purity. But despite boxing’s outsize presence in my reading, I’m not particularly interested in it.

November 10, 2015

Too Real to Be Real: The Problem of Authentic TV 0

How can something be both entertaining and true to life — which, as we are all acutely aware, is overwhelmingly mundane?