With everyone pitching in with their own complaint of Giller victimization, isn't it about time for someone to point out the shocking absence of as-of-yet-unpublished authors on the shortlists of all the major book awards?
Since its inception more than ten years ago, the Giller has not been given to a single unpublished novel.
That's a damning statistic. This intolerable situation must be rectified – possibly through some form of government funding. Or perhaps we must all clap louder.
Either way, people in Brooklyn are cooler. And it's all Atwood's fault.
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I'll promise you anything, Nathan. Just review my damn book!
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