You guessed it, another news roundup. There are blueberries to be picked, people. Sure, laugh all you want. But while you’re chattering away the winter with a scurvvy-ridden mouth and any number of creeping cancers, I’ll be eating museli sprinkled with little blue balls of anti-oxidant goodness until well into May.
- Borders to publish one of its employees’ books — literary world waits breathlessly for bildungsroman featuring disaffected clerk who shoots lasers of derision and condescension from his eyes to smote customers whose tastes fall below the “Irvine Welsh threshold”…
- Kite Runner has long legs in the book club world
- Thai literary thriller gets politicos worked up
- Poet hired to soothe customers on Britain’s worst rail line (I think Thomas and those whacky troublesome trucks are bound to play a naughty trick on this fellow… Like maybe holding his mouth open and pouring lead paint down his throat. Speaking of which, what the hell am I supposed to do with 30 wooden Thomas trains that probably cost me $500? Can I get some money back or what?)
- Adam Gopnik on PKD
- Doris Lessing, interviewed
- Plath’s childhood and crappy teen art, discovered in an attic (leave the dead some dignity, vultures)
- Murakami, profiled in Time
- On the Road — 50 years later it’s still inspiring creative writing students everywhere to hand in their last minute crap
- Which rockers would Canadian publishers most like to get a memoir from?