Delillo Live
Bill Buford’s assistant was there in place of The New Yorker’s literary editor. Her name was Karin, or Carin, and she said Bill was “so sorry he couldn’t make it.” Stephen King was in the fifth row. People stared. And like all virtuoso performances-Ali, Hendrix, Sinatra, Clinton at the convention-this one had a prelim. Chang-rae Lee, the acclaimed two-time novelist, went on first. He was deferential, the young Lee. When I heard DeLillo would also be reading, he said, I thought I’d come “to ensure myself a seat....