At sea a fellow comes out. Salt water is like wine, in that respect.
Herman Mellville
Today is World Oceans Day
At sea a fellow comes out. Salt water is like wine, in that respect.
Herman Mellville
Today is World Oceans Day

Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; whenever I find myself involuntarily pausing before coffin warehouses, and bringing up the rear of every funeral I meet; and especially whenever my hypos get such an upper hand of me, that it requires a strong moral principle to prevent me from deliberately stepping into the street, and methodically knocking people’s hats off—then, I account it high time to get to sea as soon as I can. This is my substitute for pistol and ball.
—Herman Melville, from Moby-Dick, Chapter 1: “Loomings”
(image: Matt Kish’s illustration of page 488 of Moby-Dick)
Check out our kick-ass poster by Bianca Stone for next month’s Moby-Dick Marathon reading, which will find port at Housing Works on Saturday—including a performance of “Midnight, Forecastle” by Amy Virginia Buchanan’s (aka our cafe manager and storytime ukulele player) Pequod Players troupe—from 10AM to 3PM, and Sunday the event ends here at 4PM. More info at Moby-Dick Marathon NYC, including the full crew.
More amazing details to come as they’re confirmed. We can tell you that there will be loads of amazing Littleneck clam chowder, some Out of Print Clothing swag, and reading copies from Penguin Classics, all our amazing sponsors; and a multimedia presentation of “Etymology” and “Extracts” at WORD on Friday to open the event.
Ariana Reines reads Chapter 134, “The Chase — Third Day” at Housing Works Bookstore Cafe on Sunday (via Readers pack into bookstores across the city for first ‘Moby Dick’ marathon | New York Daily News)