Iris Blasi

Apr 18

pegasusbooks:

HAHAHA. 
[via Maud Newton]

HAHAHAHHA.

pegasusbooks:

HAHAHA. 

[via Maud Newton]

HAHAHAHHA.

Apr 15

“A really great book. Honest.” —

Lee Child on Matthew Klein’s No Way Backa corporate thriller about a newly sober CEO who grows suspicious of the company he’s hired to turn around.

Read an excerpt here.

(Source: pegasusbooks)

Apr 11

pegasusbooks:

What book will you be reading this weekend? 

pegasusbooks:

What book will you be reading this weekend? 

Michael Lewis on Forbidden Books

The New York Times: What kind of reader were you as a child? And what were your favorite childhood books? 

Michael Lewis: The first books I really ripped through were the Hardy Boys mysteries. Around age 11, I began to resist the books that my teachers required me to read, in favor of books I suspected my teachers would disapprove of. I read “Rosemary’s Baby” before “To Kill a Mockingbird.”

(via the NYT)

(Source: pegasusbooks)

“I’ve never felt guilty reading a book. My literary guilty pleasure is television.” — Michael Lewis, to the New York Times

Apr 02

pegasusbooks:

If you’re getting an advance copy of Swedish crime fiction sensation Camilla Lackberg’s THE HIDDEN CHILD, it’s coming to you with candy.

I am not above bribing book reviewers.

pegasusbooks:

If you’re getting an advance copy of Swedish crime fiction sensation Camilla Lackberg’s THE HIDDEN CHILD, it’s coming to you with candy.

I am not above bribing book reviewers.

Shelf Pleasure asked me about my favorite place to read & now all I can think about is being on a beach with a book.

Shelf Pleasure asked me about my favorite place to read & now all I can think about is being on a beach with a book.

Mar 28

Walter Kirn thinks his friends are psychopaths. (via)

Walter Kirn thinks his friends are psychopaths. (via)

"Dearest, I feel certain that I am going mad again."
Virginia Woolf’s heartbreaking suicide note.

"Dearest, I feel certain that I am going mad again."

Virginia Woolf’s heartbreaking suicide note.

“So long as you write what you wish to write, that is all that matters; and whether it matters for ages or only for hours, nobody can say.” — Virginia Woolf, who died today in 1941, in A Room of One’s Own.