Wednesday, January 21, 2004

News of the early morning 

Note to self-do not eat ice cream before bed. It really makes for semi-paranoid dreams....

Now the news: First, booksellers and publishers of travel guides everywhere are rejoicing, as the scourge responsible for stealing tens of thousands of Lonely Planet guides was found guilty. It got to the point where bookstalls had to hide the Lonely Planet guides behind the counter, like cigarettes! Pretty wild....

Mark Sanderson's Telegraph column on the world of books opens with a discussion on HarperCollins' new paperback-only line, Perennial. It seems it's not as successful a venture as it should be; P.S., the back-page "extras" section, is comprised of "a frothy interview which would disgrace a magazine about soap operas - "On your own in the world with all the penalties that that [sic] might accrue to you as well as the benefits" is a typical sentence - a collection of favourable quotes from reviews and a list of further reading which omits publication details of the titles mentioned." That doesn't bode well...

With DJ Taylor's biography of Orwell racking up so much praise and so many awards, he picks the top 10 books for Orwell-lovers.

If there was a war waged in the bowels of psychoanalysis, Carl Jung was the big loser--a lot of his theories have been discarded and he's more famous for his memoirs. Deirdre Blair has written a biography of Jung, attempting to understand the man with an appalled state of fascination.

Are women's magazines in trouble in Canada? Based on the upheaval of late, one would think so, but the Globe and Mail begs to differ.

Although there are so many reviews of the book that I can no longer keep track, A.N. Wilson is most enthusiastic about John Le Carre's ABSOLUTE FRIENDS.

Edward Albee, in a profile for the National Post, talks about his remarkable career resurrection. Naturally, he blames the fallow years on being "a terrible drunk."

Bulgarian Author Yordan Rachikov, the author of twenty-five books published in his native country, has died at the age of 74.

Newsday reviews Colin Harrison's new novel THE HAVANA ROOM, highlighting his repeat usage of the woman as catalyst for the overall downfall of a rich, powerful man. In reading this profile, I hadn't realized Harrison's wife is the novelist Kathryn Harrison, who is more famously known for her memoir, THE KISS, detailing her incestuous relationship with her father. In an earlier profile with the Philly Inquirer, the memoir's impact is addressed:

"She wrote a very visible book," he says, carefully. "We knew it would pass. Our hope is to just keep writing, keep exploring."

And, to be fair, it has for the most part.

And finally, a late, but very positive review of Laura Lippman's EVERY SECRET THING from the Dallas-Fort Worth Telegram. Running it through the blurb-o-matic:

. . .the story doesn't end quite that neatly, and that's one of the pleasures of Laura Lippman's writing style. Every Secret Thing is described as a novel, not a mystery, and it's more novel-like in its deep characterizations than most mysteries. . . Every Secret Thing is a pleasure to read.

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