Porter Anderson’s recap of publishing buzz eviscerates AWP’s poor leadership, covers SFWA’s battle with Random’s new contracts, Richard Nash’s defense of literature and more.
The final day of AWP in Boston finds the 11,000 writers in attendance, zombified and roaming the halls looking for free swag, as everyone vows ‘never again.’
‘I’m just here to soak up the desperation,’ says one AWP attendee who managed to remain aloof from from the fray, but our correspondent David Duhr hasn’t fared as well.
Porter Anderson’s weekly round-up of writerly buzz from around the web previews this week’s AWP conference in Boston, B&N’s bad news, Ian McEwan’s doubts about fiction and more.
Over the last two days of AWP our correspondent flirts with scurvy, eulogizes poet Jim Hazard, and realizes his whole life is a less-intense version of AWP.
Editor David Duhr reports back from his first day at the AWP in Chicago, where he’s asked: ‘Would you like bacon and cheese on your kielbasa, or just cheese?’
By David Duhr I’m standing awkwardly on the dais steps between a seated Steve Almond and a line of fans waiting to buy signed copies of his three self-published books: Letters From People Who Hate Me, This Won’t Take But a Minute, Honey, and Bad Poetry. Cash only, with a heaping pile of the stuff on the table beside him. Calling …