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I Just Ordered this Book and Now I am SALIVATING over Reading It

…thanks to this review in Bookslut.

I mean, let’s be honest, I would read anything Lily Hoang wrote, including bar napkin scribblings. But this book looks to be her most amazing yet, and I am so pumped to read it I actually considered buying another copy at Borders to read before my Amazon order gets here except that then I remembered that my Borders fiction section is, er, not very good. And that this book will probably not be there. So Amazon it is, then. Waiting sucks.

Really. Really? REALLY??!!??

Oh, world. Sometimes you make me sad.

(via the Millions, which I don’t want to link to, because I hate when my blog shows up in their comments. I know, I know. Don’t care.)

Really?

No, really. I mean, really?

REALLY?

If you are a writer, don’t read this. You’ll be sad.

You know what I don’t give a monkey’s ass about?

This.

Yes, pretty much.

On Foer’s new book:

There are times when you can almost hear Foer thinking: Yes, these arguments have been made dozens of times before, but they’ve never been made in this font.

h/t to Andrew Sullivan.

Glenn Beck is Oprah for Shitty(er) Writers

In promoting and boosting the sales of writers like Brad Thor, James Patterson, Vince Flynn, and David Baldacci, Glenn Beck has apparently become “the new Oprah” for puffy paperbacks found at grocery stores nationwide.

Of course, nothing he promotes could ever top this instant Christmas classic.

FYI: New bandwagon rolling in.

Montparnasse 02 smHey, writers: do you love money? Of course you do! Well, sharpen your pencils and start writing your new surefire money-making YA novel about the new big thing…angels!

Why? Because Anne Rice has proclaimed it so.