Sunday, November 23, 2003

News for a Sunday 

In a news truly worthy of shock, your faithful correspondent actually went out on a Saturday night for the first time in...oh, she can't even remember. A word to the wise: disco bowling is actually very amusing. Of course, it helps to have had several drinks prior to engaging in such an endeavor (in other words, serious bowlers go home.)

So the Guardian decided that it wasn't satisfied letting the New York Times have such a profile all to itself and features a long-ass profile on The Talented Roommate of That Gawker Boy. As Old Hag helpfully points out, "to Peck" is not a new verb unless it is the activity of bobbing one's beak up and down in search of food, which is bloody hard to do as a human. The article then turns to an examination/lament that British critics can't be harsher. Er, you're the country that uses the term "rubbish," which sounds so much more eleganty harsh that anything the Yanks could come up with.

Stephanie Merritt imagines how next year's Lit Idol might shape up:

Imelda: Cassie, I'm going to stop you there. How important is it to you to make it as a writer?
Cassie: Oh, it's all I've ever wanted to do.
Imelda: So - you won't mind me saying this - you know that if you want to be taken seriously as a novelist you're going to have to give some thought to losing - what would you say, Dan?
Dan: I'd say two stone. If she even wants a shot at the Whitbread.
Cassie (on the verge of tears): That's, like, discrimination.
Imelda: That's the world of publishing, sweetheart. It's not a charity. Next!

Douglas Coupland, the man responsible for "McJob" entering the lexicon and later, the Merriam-Webster Dictionary, wonders why it took McD's so freaking long to protest.
He then offers his own take on what people should really be upset about:

"Let me speak up for the millions of Scots ... everywhere in expressing our annoyance at McD's for taking our surname prefix 'Mc' and turning it into a cheesy signifier for tasteless globalized pap. Thanks guys."

Having more than a little fun at McDonald's expense, Coupland added:

"And now that we're at it, let's discuss Ronald McDonald's sexuality."

Hari Kunzru explains his refusal to accept the Llewellyn Rhys Prize much more fully. (link from Maud.)

The 100th anniversary of J.M Barrie's PETER PAN is upon us--but what is the story actually about? The Scotsman takes a closer look.

In the latest in a series of interviews sponsored by the Mystery Readers Journal, Cara Black is interviewed by Peter Lovesey. As pointed out before, these are some of the most interesting interviews in the mystery genre because the writers are talking to each other. Scroll down to the bottom to check out earlier interviews.

Susanna Moore is written up by the Sydney Morning Herald. Meanwhile,Philip Marchand profiles the tempestuous and somewhat eccentric Tama Janowitz. Marc Weisblott saw this profile too, and uses it to make a comment on the 80s-reknowned women he had a thing for back in the day. Extra points for bringing up the late, lamented SASSY magazine, of which there is simply no parallel these days, and that's a bloody shame.

At the Sun-Sentinel, Chauncey Mabe has issues with the "porno-ization" of American culture. Over at Newsday, Robert Harris' POMPEII gets another stellar review.

And finally, yesterday's Heritage Hockey Game was simply wonderful. Seeing a bunch of gloried hockey stars put on their skates and uniforms and put on a show in front of 57,000 fans freezing their asses off in Commonwealth Stadium was amazing to behold. Especially Grant Fuhr and Bill Ranford playing like it was 1984 and 1990, respectively. I especially think Ranford could get a job in the current league. Now, if only Ottawa weren't sucking so badly...

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