Last week, I posted about authors Jodi Picoult and Jennifer Weiner and their reactions to fellow writer Jonathan Franzen’s latest novel, Freedom. They weren’t just rankled that Franzen was lauded on the cover of Time magazine as a “Great American Novelist.” Or even that fact that it made headlines when President Obama snagged an advance copy. Picoult and Weiner were upset that The New York Times Book Review had reviewed Freedom twice in one week.
“Is anyone shocked?” Picoult tweeted. “Would love to see the Times write about authors who aren’t white male literary darlings.” There was a hell of a lot of fallout from this, which, frankly, would be quite lengthy explain; I suggest you read NYmag.com’s thorough recap if this whole story interests you. In any case, while I personally shared Picoult and Weiner’s opinion that female writers are revered less in general from the get-go, as of today there is now hard data to back up their complaint against the Times Book Review. Keep reading »
You may have heard of the novelist Jonathan Franzen, who always seems to be in the news about something. In 2001, he dissed Oprah — Oprah! — for having “schmaltzy” taste after she chose his novel, The Corrections, for her book club and then she rescinded the offer. His latest novel, Freedom, has already grabbed headlines after President Obama purchased a copy for his summer vacation reading. High brow, this one is.
Now Jonathan Franzen is at the center of yet another media s**tstorm after the author Jodi Picoult tweeted a pissy comment about his latest review in The New York Times Book Review. “NYT raved about Franzen’s new book,” Picoult tweeted. “Is anyone shocked? Would love to see the NYT rave about authors who aren’t white male literary darlings.” Keep reading »
I love reading. I might love it more than orgasms, sleeping or eating. And I will read anything, high or low, because I’ve enjoyed “smart books” like Katharine Graham’s autobiography as much as “trashy books” like The Other Boleyn Sister. I just can’t stand people who get on their high horse and sniff that a 10th grader could have written Twilight. It was a good read—who cares?
I’ve read two novels by Jodi Picoult—My Sister’s Keeper and Nineteen Minutes—which were both three-hanky reads about suburban families with troubled kids (cancer in one, a school shooting in another). But NPR has a different perspective on the Picoult oeuvre. Keep reading »