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Jodi Picoult Audio Interview
The author of
Change of Heart
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When
I was a freshman in high school, a Great Poet visited my creative
writing class. I knew he was a Great Poet because a friend of mine
who was two years older than I and who could already grow a beard
and who had taken third place in a national poetry contest
told me he was, and because this Great Poet had published
a poem in
Rolling Stone—or
had published a poem that had been mentioned in
Rolling Stone.
Either way, the man, as far as I was concerned, had cred.
At
fourteen, I had already made up my mind that I wanted to be a
writer. My plan was to write big swords-and-sorcery epics like all
the big swords-and-sorcery epics I had read since my grandmother
handed me a copy of
The Hobbit
the summer after I turned twelve. The Great Poet did not like
swords-and-sorcery epics. It was not his fault, he just didn’t, but
I sensed right away that my taste in literature was a strike against
me.
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Dispatches From
The Publishing Front
A Day in the Life of a New
York Editor
by Erin Brown |
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7:15 am, 20 feet below Fifth Avenue: I hold tightly
to the grimy subway pole with one hand, while flipping the pages of
a particularly colossal manuscript with the other. As I struggle to
retain the yoga-like triangular balance pose that I have mastered
after a decade of riding trains in the City, the smell of the
shower-challenged man next to me overwhelms the aroma of my
café-mocha-latte-chino.
In an instant, the train lurches to a halt and the
car goes black. I stand in the dark, feeling the pages of the
manuscript flutter to the ground, where they await retrieval amongst
unidentifiable—and sticky—substances on the subway floor.
Shower-Challenged inches closer to me.
8:04 am, 17th Floor, Midtown Manhattan: I
flop into my chair with a sigh. A huge yellow Post It is stuck to my
computer screen. “See me asap. Signed, [Mr. Boss Guy]*.” I quickly
grab a pad and pen and run down to his office.
The big cheese swivels around in his chair. “I just
hung up with [Big Agent #3]. Are we going to bid on this China
manuscript she’s talking about?” more...
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Book Reviews |
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Editor's Pick:
Wild Nights reviewed by
Paige Byerly |
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Using a Laser Instead of a
Shotgun by
Katherine Pryor |
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In Wild Nights, Joyce Carol Oates’ latest
story collection, five iconic American authors wrestle with
dwindling creativity, sexual perversions and their own humanity as
they face their last days. Fictionalizations of famous authors are
ubiquitous these days, and are all too frequently transparent (and
often embarrassing) attempts to ride to fame on the coattails of
geniuses. In Wild Nights, however, Oates uses the
authors’ factual lives and works only as launch pads for her own
inventions, which are fiercely original and frequently disquieting.
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This
all started over a power lunch a few months ago. Sitting across a
linen-draped table from the owner and editor of a Seattle publishing
company, I found myself trying to pin down the target market for my
two unpublished novels.
“Well, they’re contemporary women’s fiction….Except this last one,
which guys would probably like, too….People who like books? Yeah,
that’s my target market,” I stammered.
He
raised a thick silver eyebrow.
“What’s wrong with contemporary women’s fiction?” I asked.
“Girl,” he sighed, “you’re using a shotgun when you need to be using
a laser.”
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