I'm all in a tizzy this morning. Our power was out and I had to pick the kid from school. I'm so off track. Anyway, some interesting things in the book world:
Contest: Girls Just Reading is giving away Change of Heart by Jodi Picault.
Please take Dewey's survey on a Spring Read-a-thon.
Estella's Revenge, March edition is now available.
Reviews on the film version of The Other Boleyn Girl: "tasteful, but unappetising" and "not recommended". Ouch.
The big book news this week is the number of people writing fake memoirs. It's becoming an epidemic! First, the author of Mischa: A Memoir of the Holocaust Years, a story of a girl living with wolves (that might have been a give away) to escape Nazis, admitted she made the whole thing up. Then Margaret B Jones admits her memoir Love and Consequences was a fabrication. Does no one remember James Frey wriggling under the cold, dead stare of Oprah? Meghan O'Rourke, like myself, can't understand how publishers could miss the lies completely. You think something (wolves, maybe?) would have given them pause. This isn't new, of course, (think Grey Owl) but publishers have resources available to them and it wouldn't have been too hard to find out that Margaret B Jones had gone to a private school. Do publishers have to fact check every little thing? Maybe not, but I think they have to tread carefully when it comes to memoirs.
Of course, Frey's A Million Little Pieces and My Friend Leonard continued to be best sellers even though they were pure bologna and that's what counts. These books would probably rotted in the slush pile as run of the mill fiction, but toss the word 'memoir' on it and then everyone's interested. So, if you'd like to make bags of money Slate has some pointers on how to write your own fake memoir. Did I ever tell you about the time I was running drugs for Nazis while being chased by wolves and having dental surgery with no anesthesia?