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When It Comes To Monday, We're Chicken

The romance is over. It’s Monday. Maybe you’re a lucky government stud and have the day off. Maybe you’re not. In which case you, like us, sit idly morbid, humming leftover tunes from a Valentine’s Day that rode the crest of a fleetingly beautiful wave. It was a splendid, caterwauling weekend, one that saw the introduction of Dark Sky Books, but one also that disappeared quicker than a Sunday night box of sweetheart chocolates. Such is life — the writing life, that is. Speaking of which, here’s today’s literature news — guaranteed to mildly distract you from the abyss that is this wonderfully uncomfortable moment in time, Monday: The Guardian considers the emptiness of life, but will generation zero answer? Iain McGilchrist explains the limitations of duality, European novels gather rust, and a skeptical bookslut reconsiders her point of view. Elsewhere, the Living Scotsman describes an old school way of life, Mikhail Bulgokov is memorialized in the Irish Times and a 17-year-old author/plagiarist/writer-of-her-time is skewered in Harper’s Magazine.  We urge you to move forward with stealth, caution and integrity. After all, Monday’s don’t fuck around. — Kevin Murphy

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