Speaking of book blogging monkeys, Wordsmiths’ Russ writes about the mixed feelings involved in welcoming people into your brand new book store on the National Book Critics Circle blog. He’s all famous now.
The Washington Post Book World has a rave review of The Wild Trees by Richard Preston. Of course, their review ran after BGB’s blogging monkeys RaeRae and Nitro commented on it here. I’m just sayin’… This ebola-free monkey just made the connection that the author, Richard Preston, is the same Richard Preston that wrote The Hot Zone. The man can drop some science on you.
McSweeney’s (not monkeys at all) have announced that their fire sale was a huge success. I can’t find a link, but a recent McSweeney’s newsletter says:
In the past ten days, thousands of you have visited, shopped, bid, and bugged your friends to follow suit. From the first morning of the sale, we’ve been mindboggled by your response — the enthusiasm, the encouragement, the stern commands to persevere. We’ve been sitting in our office all these days, emboldened and so happy, sharing with each other each kind note, each crazy order and new auction item, cheering at the end of each day when we tally up.
You’ve made a very real difference: because of your incredible response, McSweeney’s isn’t going anywhere. We’re sticking around as long as you’ll have us. The ship is damp but afloat, sails full, jib doing whatever the jib is supposed to do, and we’re getting back to work. (For last-minute shoppers, we’ll keep this sale going through the weekend, and the auction still includes pieces from Art Spiegelman, John Hodgman, David Foster Wallace, and Miranda July.)
The J.T. Leroy court case verdict is in. That was quick. Where were the weeks’ worth of testimony. I haven’t even had time to learn the judge’s name on E! Our legal monkeys have explained the verdict to me this way: if you sign a contract with a fake name, you don’t get to keep the real money. Galley Cat wonders if the verdict sets a bad precedent.
The feel good hit of the summer: The NYT drops in on a Long Island book club that has been meeting for about 50 years. Ike was President when they started.