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Monday, April 05, 2004

Morning roundup 

Good god, it's cold outside--isn't it supposed to be spring? Hello, cosmos, you obviously got something mixed up in your collective heads. Anyway, with sleep deprivation and still too much to do before Seder night, here are, as usual, the links:

Mikhail Kodorvorsky is a Russian tycoon better known as "the Oligarch." Once one of the most powerful men in the country, he's now in jail on charges of tax evasion and fraud. But bestselling pulp author Tatiana Ustinova views him a little different--as the basis for a major character in her latest book.

The Houston Chronicle presents a lengthy retrospective on the career of Joe Landsdale, whose latest, more "mainstream" novel, SUNSET AND SAWDUST, has been getting lots of good notice since its release a couple of weeks ago.

Patrick Anderson's back from vacation and does a two-fer: Ace Atkins' DIRTY SOUTH gets a solid review, but it's Frank Huyler's debut novel that really gets the reviewer's attention.

Speaking of Atkins, he's interviewed in the Birmingham News, home state of his old stomping grounds back when he played football for Auburn University in the early 1990s.

Christopher Priest isn't exactly raking it in as an author, but he gets by. But until the pension office called to tell him he was eligible for a credit, he had no clue of such things. Thus begun a byzantine effort to claim it....with surprising results.

The Tampa Bay Tribune likes Lisa Miscione's new novel TWICE, her third entry in the Lydia Strong series.

Kinky Friedman is, to say the least, a rather interesting figure, being a singer-songwriter, novelist, and general gadfly. Now that he's making serious noises about running for governor, the Christian Science Monitor goes running to find out why. They don't quite seem to get it, but I'll give them props for trying.

Sigh. I guess the Guardian isn't so keen on Lee Child's new book THE ENEMY, having made the book its latest victim of their 400 word condensing project. I guess I liked it a hell of a lot more than these folks ever will.

And finally, whither Sidd Finch? Indeed, the subject of George Plimpton's hoax cover story for Sports Illustrated back in 1985 proved so popular that the late author expanded the piece into an entire book. But as the Tampa Bay Tribune points out about the now-reissued novel, the end result was less than the original story, alas.

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