The irrelevant moon

Even a man who is pure of heart and says his prayers at night Can become a wolf when the wolfbane blooms and the moon is full and bright.

Except in The Wolf Gift.

There were a lot of things that I didn't like about Anne Rice's new novel. What I particularly disliked was her chronic disregard for the rules and regulations of wolf lore. I know that Ms. Rice is a justly celebrated author, but that doesn't mean she can completely jettison the guidelines that existed in the Sacred Werewolf Handbook long before Lon Chaney, Jr. was born. Rice may have given vampires a new lease on life, but her spin on lycanthropes is more loony than lupus.

Imagine, rendering the moon impotent! Pronouncing that shining orb in the night sky irrelevant in a story about a werewolf is like saying that Russia was inconsequential to Doctor Zhivago. (READ MORE)

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The Wolf Gift: The Wolf Gift Chronicles (1) By Anne Rice Cover Image
ISBN: 9780307742100
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Published: Anchor - January 29th, 2013

Report from New Orleans

I ordered a tropical drink. No umbrella. Well that was fun.

It's been a week since Chris and I returned from Winter Institute, the American Booksellers Association's annual education-oriented, non-trade show event. I'll say this. New Orleans is about as unlike Vermont as you can get and still be in this country. I went to a club that played only 80's music while projecting an Arnold Schwarzenegger movie on a screen as two people of indeterminate gender danced on either side of the stage. I experienced the sublime pleasure of hearing Ellis Marsalis's quartet at the legendary Snug Harbor. I rode a trolley. I ate po' boys, boudin balls, and Krispy Kreme bread pudding from a truck.  And on my last morning there, comfortable in a short-sleeved shirt, I dined outside on beignets and coffee. Only to return that same night to a frigid and windy welcome home. Somehow I was glad to be here.

Surprisingly, my time in New Orleans wasn't all about music and eating. There were hundreds of booksellers there with the common purpose of trying to learn how to be better booksellers. In these tumultuous times, the mood was hopeful, if not positive, if not downright buoyant.  Across the country bookstores of all sizes, serving all kinds of markets reported having great holiday seasons. Smart and creative people abound in the world of independent bookselling and if you don't learn something of value while spending three or four days in their midst, well, you have to be really hung over.

In addition to our bookselling peers, publishers and authors were at Winter Institute in force. There was tremendous buzz about Adam Johnson's The Orphan Master's Son which is now available and getting stellar reviews. If this novel piques your interest in fiction about North Korea, author and Winter Institute attendee  Brandon Jones will publish All Woman and Springtime this May. Of Jones's first novel, Alice Walker says, "One of the most absorbing, chilling, beautifully written, and important novels I've read in many years."   I continue to carry the flag for Buzz Bissinger's Father's Day, the amazing story about his remarkable son due in May. It was a pleasure meeting Richard Ford whose Canada (June) Alden reviewed here last week. Since leaving Louisiana, I have immersed myself in this long-awaited new novel from the Pulitzer-Prize winning author whose last book, The Lay of the Land, was a favorite of mine in 2006. I'm also excited about Capital, by John Lanchester (also due in June) whose The Debt to Pleasure made a literary splash in 1996. (READ MORE)


Tramping through a forest of angst

I thought we were both dead! -- Sylvia Glenn

Being a devotee of the Titanic saga, I recognized a lot of similarities between the 1912 sea disaster and the maiden voyage in 1986 of James Kirkwood's comedy, Legends!

The play, like the ship, had a lot of things to recommend it. Indeed, with a crew that included Carol Channing and Mary Martin on board, it must have  seemed unsinkable. But sink it did and the soap operaesque machinations that led up to Legends! ingloriously closing out-of-town (meaning it never made it to New York) is painstakingly chronicled in a fascinating bow-by-blow account of his show's implosion that Kirkwood aptly titled Diary of a Mad Playwright. (READ MORE)


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