Thursday, November 15, 2007

You picked the wrong mid-list novelist to rile, mister!

It's hidden behind the pay wall, but in his Globe & Mail column today, Russell Smith goes after Ken McGoogan for complaining about fiction hogging all the press and high-profile awards.

I love it when authors scrap in public, though in this case, the tone is more akin to a couple members of the United Empire Loyalists or the Meaford Model Airplane Club having a few too many sherries at the monthly meeting and getting yappy, and the stakes are just as low.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Just wait till the poets weigh in, then things'll get really nasty . . .

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