On the Road to get its Brokeback back? I like the book fine without gay sex and real names. I blame this truthtelling revisionism on James Fry.
n+1 turns international lawyers into pack mules. Isn’t it about time someone did? (via)
You ever get backstabbed by a blogger? No, because litbloggers are cool. But yesterday, covering the Phil Spector trial, a courtfreak blogger deliberately screwed me. My revenge? No more linky.
Gwenda has got the conversations around Nicola Griffith’s Always hopping; check in at the LBC for links to everything, like these reading picks.
LBC stalwart Dan Wickett is also busy with his unpronouncable Dzanc books, which is publishing Nothing in the World by Roy Kesey this month.
Manbooker Manbooker Manbooker. Say that three times and a green, rotten-toothed Michael Keaton might just jump out at you. Yes, the Beetlejuice citation is meant to distract from my terribly paltry reading of the longlist: one done (On Chesil Beach, which is damn short), another in hand (The Welsh Girl). 11 others sneering at my illiteracy.
I’m reading, I swear! Just finished Falling Man; this version just about sums it up. I’m not sure where it falls in the Don Delillo canon for me. But at least it’s better than Cosmopolis.
Are free books a decent trade-off for being a market research guinea pig? The Millions balks at a class offered by Temple U. I see an upside — it’s rare for English programs to engage with the business of publishing at all, so giving students a chance to see ARCs and watch marketing campaigns evolve seems like a unique and valuable experience.
More on Scrivener, the tool of writing champions. If only I didn’t hate Bartleby so much.
