Sorry for the thin postings, fanboys & girls...am on deadline, the semester started, I am nagging and being nagged at home. Life happens. And yes, I really have more to say about Gov. Palin, but it's positive, in way. Sarah as metaphor, nee allegory for banal/scary world of white folks in America.
But for now, I have invective inventoried for authors, the book biz. Feast on this and apply it to whomever. I'll attribute later and it will surprise you...
Editors and agents should have a pimps for brothers so they'll have someone to look up to.
Having been unpopular in high school is not just cause for book publication.
Truman Capote has made lying an art. A minor art.
On Hemingway: Remarks are not literature.
This [mega-selling novel] is not a novel to be tossed aside lightly. It should be thrown with great force.
Reading [Proust] is like bathing in someone else's dirty bathwater.
His work should not be read, but inhaled through a gas pipe.
Writers are a little below clowns and little above trained seals.
"I understand your book is full of single-entendre."
That's not writing, it's typing.
[The author on cranking out her books that become instant best-sellers]. "A sausage machine, a perfect sausage machine. And we all know what's in sausage."
(This one for my man Mike Gonzales and for Rob Kenner at Vibe...check it out): Most [music] journalism is people who can't write interviewing people who can't talk for people who can't read. (this now applies to political reporting and punditry)
(This one's for yours truly): The road to hell is paved with works-in-progress.