Bah.
Children's:
Young Adult
Candace Bushnell's THE CARRIE DIARIES, about Sex and the City character Carrie Bradshaw's high-school years, to Alessandra Balzer at Balzer & Bray, in a two-book deal, for publication in fall 2010, by Heather Schroder at ICM (world).
And my personal favorite...
Nicholas Sparks's new novel, for publication in fall 2009, is being written simultaneously with the author's own adaptation of that story as a starring vehicle for Hannah Montana star Miley Cyrus (Offspring Entertainment is producing, for Walt Disney Pictures). Sparks had pitched "a premise for a novel that intrigued Cyrus, her family and the producers," Variety says, though no details are being shared. Sparks says, "This is similar to the way it's gone with movies based on my novels; it's just out of order. Certain opportunities garner your interest, and this was one of those."
Publishing isn't dead, as has been widely reported. It's just been consumed in a cloud of utter vapidness.
Not that I purport to be writing the Great American Novel or anything even approaching it, but really? Miley Cyrus? That's lame, even for Sparks.
Is he really desperate for money? loan sharks threatening his kneecaps, perhaps.
George Saunders is really, really, really funny.
So, when Barack Obama says he will put some lipstick on my pig, I am, like, Are you calling me a pig? If so, thanks! Pigs are the most non-Élite of all barnyard animals. And also, if you put lipstick on my pig, do you know what the difference will be between that pig and a pit bull? I’ll tell you: a pit bull can easily kill a pig. And, as the pig dies, guess what the Hockey Mom is doing? Going to her car, putting on more lipstick, so that, upon returning, finding that pig dead, she once again looks identical to that pit bull, which, staying on mission, the two of them step over the dead pig, looking exactly like twins, except the pit bull is scratching his lower ass with one frantic leg, whereas the Hockey Mom is carrying an extra hockey stick in case Todd breaks his again. But both are going, like, Ha ha, where’s that dumb pig now? Dead, that’s who, and also: not a smidge of lipstick.
I was just talking to our audiobooks dept (aka "Jeff") about that. I also do not approve. These things never go well.
I was just talking to our audiobooks dept (aka "Jeff") about that. I also do not approve. These things never go well.
Jeff, the god of biscuits? Also, I add my voice to the chorus of disapproval.
Give me the name of character (male) who is bold and foolishly persistent, playful, goofy and klutzy, and needy, attentionwise. And that fit this face: [link]
I'm drawing blanks. And not just on fictional characters. It's only been a few days, but ....blank.
Casanova?
Amadeus (as played by Tom Hulce?)
Dean?
Wesley Wyndham-Price, Rogue Demon Hunter?
