Maud Newton is looking for your questions in what appears to be a very interesting conversation between Colson Whitehead and Calvin Baker on “branding & freedom in the market economy.”
Dina Horwedel observes that despite Hispanic literature’s popularity, it’s not being incorporated very efficiently in high schools and college curriculums.
Where is our Orwell? Where is our Dickens? Henry Porter seems to think that novelists who are indicting government and society are in short supply these days. It’s a fair enough charge, but what he doesn’t realize is that any time Harold Pinter opens his mouth, thanks to a secret and well-funded organization that I cannot name, a memo is sent to all English language novelists reminding them of the pointlessness of novelists preaching to the converted and suggesting that these sorts of predictable fulminations are best addressed through the prism of fiction.
Those hoping to read a confessional book written by Madonna’s nanny will be disappointed by this recent news. The book’s been canceled by Crown, but whether this book has been muzzled by Madge’s litigious fervor is anyone’s guess.
A “grown-up” music festival is being planned. We’ll have none of your drinking or your pot smoking or your Bic lighter waving, thank you very much. This is serious business. You will sit there and listen to Bjork and you shall not cheer! There shall be no audience participation, save silence! And the only food served in the booths will be saltine crackers and lima beans.
Never underestimate Ohio journalists. A scab working for the Toledo Bladefound his car scorched, with a cinder block thrown through the window.
Also at Editor and Publisher, it appears that Helen Thomas has her front seat again in the White House press room. Or does she? A White House memo reveals, “The White House, however, will continue to determine seating assignments for all presidential news conferences.” I’m wondering if this is intended as a quid pro quo of sorts.
I missed Julia Klein’s interesting take on Finn in this Sunday’s L.A. Times, but Klein’s review also offers an interesting summation of works that turn minor literary characters into starring roles. (Thanks, Quill and Quire, for the reminder!)