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As always I’ve read lots of wonderful books this year. At this writing I’ve read 88 books: 72 by female authors; 16 by male authors; 19 by people of color/ diverse books. Not a bad year in reading. Now if only I could get a paid gig reviewing books.
All Grown Up by Jami Attenberg
–Andrea Bern gave up her dreams to be an artist to take a salaried position in advertising. She lives in an apartment in New York. Her friends are getting married and having children. She rotates through lovers. She does drugs. She feels pain while living somewhat messily and unapologetically. She’s in a safe spot professionally and socially which fits her goals and interests. Her work isn’t challenging but it’s steady and consistent. She isn’t committed to any one man and maintains her independence. She’s coping and she’s living a life that makes sense to her. In the meantime, everyone she knows seems to be changing their lives or moving around and doing new things while she remains in the same place doing what she’s pretty much always done. Her brother and sister-in-law move to rural New Hampshire to care for their terminally ill child. Andrea’s mother moves up there to help them leaving Andrea feeling abandoned. This brilliantly written novel features deft characterizations and dark humor. full review.
A Catalogue of Birds by Laura Harrington
–set in 1970, the novel focuses on the aftermath of the Vietnam War for the Flynn family. Gorgeous writing. Nell and her brother Billy are fascinated with birds: “How they wanted to ride the thermals coming off the water, drift in the currents, creatures of the air. These were the visions that filled their dreams, waking and sleeping. Aloft without the encumbrance of harness and armature, a bird with a boy’s body and sight and consequences, a girl with the skill to dive through the air, skim the surface of the lake, rise with a single wing beat, roll, and play in the sweet pine scent lifting off the trees.”
Exit West by Mohsin Hamid
–A beautiful, thoughtful novel about refugees that couldn’t be timelier. Using mystical realism, Hamid tells a potent and poetic story of love and freedom in this potent novel. Lovely reflections on connectivity and choice and circumstances. Hamid beautifully contemplates very human desires to achieve, to thrive and to share oneself in order to make sense of often nonsensical, violent and cruel world. full review
Home Fire by Kamila Shamsie
–“The interrogation continued for nearly two hours. He wanted to know her thoughts on Shias, homosexuals, the Queen, democracy, The Great British Bake Off, the invasion of Iraq, Israel, suicide bombers, dating websites.” A suberb novel about identity, race, religion, identity, community and family. Isma is a PhD student in Western Massachusetts. She’d put her education on hold to care for her sister Aneeka and brother Parvaiz after their mother’s death. Isma fears that the missing Parvaiz may be following their jihadist father’s path. Into the mix comes the charming and handsome Eamonn, the son of a powerful London politician. Despite their religious differences, Eamonn and Aneeka fall in love. Parvaiz’s religious fanaticism may threaten their relationship. The novel explores the love affair, the radicalization of Parvaiz and how Parvaiz’s religious fanaticism as well as the bond between twin siblings affects the relationship. Beautiful writing from numerous angles.
Impressions of Paris: An Artist’s Sketchbook by Cat Seto
–A lovely adult picture book. The perfect gift for someone who appreciates art and beautiful things. Cat Seto sketches her way through museums, cafes, gardens, bookstores and the streets of Paris. Recalling her time in Paris through watercolor illustrations, she divides the book into four chapters: color; pattern; perspective and rhythm. review here.
The Leavers by Lisa Ko
–An intense mediation on race, culture, identity, sense of place and belonging, The Leavers by Lisa Ko is a gorgeous and thoughtfully written debut novel that should resonate with progressives and allow others insight into the struggles of undocumented immigrants. It’s not that they don’t want to follow protocol. It’s often that they have few choices. It’s the story of what happens when Deming Guo’s mother Polly, an undocumented Chinese immigrant, fails to return from her job at a nail salon. She just vanishes. full review here.
Lonesome Lies Before Us by Don Lee
–Yadin Park once had a budding career as an alt-country/Americana musician. While talented, his career never took off due to his insecurities, lack of charisma and stage presence and then Meniere’s disease, a debilitating hearing disorder. Being a musician, an artist of any kind isn’t an easy profession. The music industry and the entertainment industry subsist mostly on the youth. It’s easy to age out of the music industry as it places a premium on youth and beauty and not always talent. Of course to maintain longevity one must possess talent. The entertainment industry can afford to be fickle as support then drop artists that don’t pull in money. How long does someone want to scrape by in hopes of quitting the day job? It’s infrequent that someone can do that. As author Don Lee stated at a recent book reading at Newtonville Books: “You have to have a certain amount of luxury and leisure to pursue those arts.” It’s true. While the starving artist sounds romantic, in reality it’s not comfortable or feasible for most people long-term. read my full review.
Made for Love by Alissa Nutting
–So much to love about this novel. It’s smart, a bit bawdy, immensely clever, introspective and observational. Hazel recently left her tech billionaire husband, Byron Gogol, and moved in with her father at a trailer park for senior citizens. Her father, who just received his mail-order sex doll Diane, isn’t all that thrilled to have a new roommate. Hazel wants to start over but Byron isn’t going to make it easy. read my full review here.
Mrs. Fletcher by Tom Perrotta
–It’s amazing sometimes that you read the right book at the right moment. In reading you might feel connected with and find solace in characters on the page. It’s comforting to read relatable characters. Although I’ve never been married and don’t have any children I felt a kinship with Eve Fletcher. She’s figuring out what she wants to do next. Me too. She’s taking a class. Me too. She works as executive director at the senior center. I’ve worked in elder care. read my full review here.
A Piece of the World by Christina Baker Kline
–In the gorgeous and mysterious 1948 masterpiece Christina’s World, Andrew Wyeth depicts a woman crouching on a hill looking toward a weathered farm house. Looking at the painting, one might wonder whether the woman is coming or going. She seems far away and in such a twisted, crouching position with her hair blowing a bit in the wind. I never knew that Wyeth painted this on a farm in Maine. Author Christina Baker Kline creates a riveting story of the artist’s muse. Christina Olson lives a rather solitary, quiet and isolated existence in the small coastal town of Cushing, Maine on her family’s farm with her brother. When young painter Andrew Wyeth asks if he can paint the farm, Christina and her brother welcome the distraction and attention. This masterful work of historical fiction—told through first-person narrative– allows readers to feel Christina’s pain, disappointment and glimmers of hope throughout. read my full review here.
This Close to Happy: A Reckoning with Depression by Daphne Merkin
–phenomenal memoir. many moments and thoughts to which I could relate.
What We Lose by Zinzi Clemmons
–stunning novel about loss. “I thought about how every place on Earth contained its tragedies, love stories, people surviving and others failing, and for this reason, from far enough of a distance and under enough darkness, they were all essentially the same.”
Mrs. Fletcher by Tom Perrotta. Scribner| August 2017| 320 pages | $26.00| ISBN: 9781501144028
It’s amazing sometimes that you read the right book at the right moment. In reading you might feel connected with and find solace in characters on the page. It’s comforting to read relatable characters. Although I’ve never been married and don’t have any children I felt a kinship with Eve Fletcher. She’s figuring out what she wants to do next. Me too. She’s taking a class. Me too. She works as executive director at the senior center. I’ve worked in elder care. An apt description: “It was hard sometimes, dealing with old people, having to cast out the unfortunate souls who could no longer control their bladders or bowels, trying to reassure the ones who couldn’t locate their cars in the parking lot, or remember their home address. It was hard to hear about their scary diagnoses and chronic ailments, to attend the funerals of so many people she’d grown fond of, or at least gotten used to. And it was hard to think about her own life, rushing by so quickly, speeding down the same road.”
After Eve’s son went off to college, she felt a bit adrift and disconnected. She’s looking for meaning. Eve enrolls in a gender studies class at the community college which is taught by a trans woman. Once she starts class she finds how much she enjoys being part of this intellectual experience and academic community. At night she scrolls though her Facebook feed “reminding herself that she wasn’t really alone.” She also finds herself hooked delving into porn. And why not? She’s exploring her sexuality. Her marriage ended after her husband met a woman through the Casual Encounters section of Craigslist.
As he’s effectively done in previous novels, author Tom Perrotta details the tragicomic trials and travails for Eve and those around her. On her family: “Her only real alternative was to drive down to New Jersey and spend a couple of days with her widowed mother and never-married sister, who were living together in the house where Eve had spent her childhood. She was overdue for a visit, but it was always so exhausting to see them—they bickered constantly, like an old married couple—and she just didn’t have the patience right now.” He provides biting and relevant commentary on suburban life– from its quiet moments to its meticulous homogenous appearance. Mrs. Fletcher contains several points of view: Eve Fletcher; Eve’s colleague Amanda; Eve’s son Brandon and Brandon’s classmate Amber. Perrotta excels at developing colorful, flawed characters in an amusing yet warm manner.
Amanda: “Without realizing it, she’d been part of a hipster reverse migration, legions of overeducated, underpaid twenty-somethings getting squeezed out of the city, spreading beyond the pricey inner suburbs to the more affordable outposts, like Haddington, transforming the places they’d once fled, making them livable again, or at least tolerable.”
Amber: “You were supposed to love the weekend, that all-too-brief window of freedom, your only chance to wash away the stink of boredom with a blast of fun. Use it to drink and fuck yourself into a state of blissful oblivion, the memory of which would power you through the work week that followed, at the end of which you could do it all over again, ad infinitum, or at least until you met the right guy (or gal) and settled down.”
Eve: “It had been like this all winter long. She found it difficult to relax after dark—couldn’t curl up with a book, or settle down long enough to watch a movie from beginning to end. She was full of nervous energy, a nagging jittery feeling that there was somewhere she needed to go, something else—something urgent and important—that she needed to do. But that was the catch: there was nowhere for her to go, and nothing to do.”
Definitely one of the best novels I’ve read this year. Perfect summer reading.
–review by Amy Steele
FTC Disclosure: I received this book for review from Scribner.
TV show based on Tom Perrotta’s novel The Leftovers
Peter Berg will direct and executive produce an HBO show based on the Tom Perrotta’s best-selling 2011 novel The Leftovers. LOST co-creator Damon Lindelof will co-author the script with Perrotta as part of his three-year deal with Warner Bros. Television. If the show moves past development stage, Lindelof will serve as showrunner. The Leftovers centers on a group of people left behind after a mysterious world-wide disappearance. I interviewed Tom Perrotta about The Leftovers for The L Magazine in 2011.
Casting for This is Where I Leave You
Jason Bateman, Tina Fey, Corey Stoll and Adam Driver [GIRLS] will play siblings in This is Where I Leave You based on Jonathan Tropper’s 2010 novel about four siblings who spend a week sitting Shiva at their childhood home. Jane Fonda plays their widowed mother. Connie Britton [Nashville, Friday Night Lights] has been cast as his girlfriend.
Timothy Olyphant [Justified] plays Fey’s character’s high school sweetheart. Kathryn Hahn has been cast as Stoll’s wife. Rose Byrne will play Bateman’s love interest and Abigail Spencer his ex-wife. Ben Schwartz, best known as Jean Ralphio on Parks and Recreation, will play the family’s non-traditional rabbi.
Shawn Levy will direct This is Where I Leave You and co-produce with Paula Weinstein. Filming is expected to begin next month.
I’ve read about 100 books this year. These 20 made particularly lasting impressions.
1. The Cat’s Table by Michael Ondaajte [Knopf]
2. Caribou Island by David Vann [Harper]
3. The Last Brother by Nathacha Appanha [Greywolf Press]
4. A Stranger on the Planet by Adam Schwartz [Soho Press]
5. The Astral by Kate Christensen [Doubleday]
6. State of Wonder by Ann Patchett [Harper]
7. The Submission by Amy Waldman [F,S&G]
8. Irma Voth by Miriam Toews [Harper]
9. The Rape of the Muse by Michael Stein [The Permanent Press]
10. The Lies Have It by Jill Edmondson [Iguana]
11. The Leftovers by Tom Perrotta [St. Martins]
12. My New American Life by Francine Prose [Harper]
13. Close Your Eyes by Amanda Eyre Ward [Random House]
14. The Singular Exploits of Wonder Mom & Party Girl by Marc Schuster [The Permanent Press]
15. The Grief of Others by Leah Hager Cohen [Riverhead]
16. The Ringer by Jenny Shank [The Permanent Press]
17. Slant by Timothy Wang [Tincture]
18. The Bird Sisters by Rebecca Rasmussen [Crown]
19. The Social Climber’s Handbook by Molly Jong-Fast [Villard]
20. Ten Thousand Saints by Eleanor Henderson [Ecco]
Tom Perrotta’s latest book examines the aftermath of a Rapture-like event for a small suburban town. I interviewed him for
The L Magazine.
When an author scribbled, “Amy, enjoy the read.” I was not thrilled. And then years later, I feel I should keep the book merely because it’s signed. I’m getting rid of many signed copies because they don’t “add” any personal value to my bookshelf. Just clutter. Recently, I interviewed two authors and they signed, “Have fun reading.” Really? Not: “It was really nice talking to you” or “Thank you for the interview.” When I met Jonathan Lethem and we were tentatively planning an interview during a signing, I walked away and opened my book. It read: “I look forward to speaking to you.” Now that is a class act and why I have a literary crush on him.
I have pitched this piece to many many publications since November and while I think it is a fantastic idea, I guess I live in my own world because editors never like my ideas. Thus I never get paid to write.
I contacted some authors and these nine (thank you!) responded to my questions (even from a book tour, my literary crush Jonathan Lethem): Elinor Lipman, Tom Perrotta, Mameve Medwed, Jonathan Lethem, Dick Lehr, Erica Kennedy, Meg Cabot, Jacquelyn Mitchard and Matthew Pearl.
Note the heavy Boston connection. That’s because the literati reside here! No offense anyone. Both Elinor Lipman and Mameve Medwed are Simmons alumnae like me so they HAVE to agree to speak to me (The Simmons Code—not really!). On another aside, in 1999, Tom Perrotta answered a “fan” letter I wrote to him and met me at a Starbucks to discuss writing—I had completed my masters in journalism at Boston University in 1995—I haven’t gone very far since then– but I will always remember feeling that he took an interest in my works in progress.
Here are their responses [and some of my questions interspersed].
ELINOR LIPMAN [The Family Man, Then She Found Me, Isabel’s Bed, The Inn at Lake Devine]
I always come away from a signing feeling that it’s been part Old Home Week and part Fan Appreciation Night. People tend to tell me how much they’ve read and/or their favorite of my books, so I’m always looking for an original thing to write that expresses my gratitude for their devotion or even just coming out on a rainy night. Maybe once every 20 people, I get to write something that has a little originality based on what they’ve told me or a connection we have. Anthony Burgess once wrote in a friend’s book–and this friend is a shy, non-flirtatious, serious academic–“I’ll never forget our night in Paris.” I think that remains for me the high-water mark in inscription humor. I like to repeat something that the person in line has told me about the friend or mother or daughter for whom the book will be a gift, something like, “I hear you are a true-blue fan (Mary told me…)” etc. I never just sign my name unless someone says, “Signature only,” and I think it’s insulting to a reader to write the same few words in every book, especially something banal like “Best wishes.” Often the book signing portion of the evening–one on one with a reader– is the time that you hear the most touching and meaningful things. I’ve been moved to tears by some little testimonials.
TOM PERROTTA [The Abstinence Teacher, Little Children, Election, the Wishbones]
Interesting questions. I do try to interact a bit with everyone, but it can be challenging. Partly it just depends on the size of the group–it’s easy to give twenty people a minute or two of your attention, but harder when it’s fifty or sixty. Some writers are more outgoing than others–they have the skills of the politician, and I don’t mean that in a negative sense. I do my best, but that kind of thing doesn’t come naturally to me.
I like the signing–it’s nice to have real human interaction with people who read my books. I know that I still get a kick out of meeting writers I admire. Also, writers are the most accessible of “celebrities”–if you really want to meet a writer you admire (with the exception of Salinger or Philip Roth) you can probably do it. You can’t really say the same about movie stars or rock stars.
I try to write something personal when I can, but again, sometimes you don’t have time to come up with something clever or specific. The analogy I use is yearbook signing when you’re a senior in high school–sometimes you don’t have anything particular to say, so just write the equivalent of “I enjoyed being in Biology class with you!” So it definitely helps if the person has interviewed you, or if you’ve had some sort of interaction with them before the signing.
MAMEVE MEDWED [How Elizabeth Barrett Browning Saved My Life, Mail, Of Men and Their Mothers]
I always love to meet my readers, the biggest thrill on earth, and I try to talk to each and every one of them. We authors sign books to illuminate the bond between writer and reader. I work hard to make each inscription personal. If it’s someone I know or have been interviewed by, it’s a pleasure to refer to that connection in the inscription. That a person has bought my book gives me a sense of responsibility to that reader and makes me want to give him or her the best experience possible. If no one shows up, I sign the bookstore stock, a generic “with best wishes”. But I, like almost every writer I know, adore the one on one and will happily go on signing forever. It’s a privilege and an honor.
JONATHAN LETHEM [Chronic City, Fortress of Solitude, Motherless Brooklyn]
Amy, here’s a couple of answers, on the fly — sorry about the lack of luck placing your good interview. [Turns out it DID get placed in The L Magazine].
Steele: What kind of inscription do you write when you sign books?
I’ve fallen into the habit of automatically writing either “All best wishes” or merely “All best” — though with my handwriting people tell me they often think I’ve written “Auf bill wishers” or “At last” or “Awl bent wirrs” or something else meaningless. I really should either slow down and get this right or stop completely.
Steele: Have signings gotten any easier?
It really depends so much on the setting — sometimes there’s a long line, and it is especially full of people who seem to be standing in an uncomfortable place or not enjoying any kind of conversation, or there are great numbers of collectors with vast piles of multiple items, and then I tend to get into an industrial mode and try to just push through, not avoiding interaction completely but always focused on getting to the next person. In other circumstances, in a comfortable, fun bookshop or where everyone seems relaxed I’ll let myself stop and talk to people much more, which can be quite enjoyable, in fact, and I’m usually glad when I do slow it down. But the great enemy of this is loud music in the background, all too often the case, and then I find it can be quite difficult to hear people speak when they come up to the table — a situation made worse by the fact that I’m seated and they’re standing. Probably I should stand up.
DICK LEHR [The Fence, Black Mass]
Steele: When you are at a book signing, are you operating in assembly mode or do you get a chance to interact?
I’ve done both. It all depends on the size of the crowd. I’ve been at signings where I’ve had to crank them out and been borderline rude to keep the line moving, which I don’t like. Some book buyers want to chat a bit, but if there’s 25 or more people waiting, and the one person in line has no clue, I find myself feeling for all the other folks waiting in line (I know I hate waiting in any kind of line!). So I’ll be pushy and do anything to get to the next person. It’s weird, on the one hand, you want a ton of people in line buying the book, but I’ve also had some really interesting conversations when there’s only been a small line and that allows for some actual talk.
Steele: How do you feel about signing books in general?
I actually feel honored and privileged that someone wants one of my books signed.
Steele: What kind of inscription do you write when you sign books?
When cranking, date, best regards and my name.
Steele: What has happened at book signings when no one has been there to get a book signed?
Only happened a couple of times at a bookstore; I end up browsing for books. I love bookstores. With my first book signing experiences, this would be a bummer, but now it’s all taken in stride.
Steele: What has been your best book signing experience?
Black Mass was a national bestseller, and some of the signings were wild, with long lines extending out of the store. There was a bit of a carnival atmosphere and real uplifting that the book connected with so many readers.
Steele: How have signings changed/gotten easier as you’ve written more books [become more experienced] i.e. do you tend to interact more and sign different things/ more personal messages?
Yes, like I said, it’s much more a matter of stride. Whatever happens happens. Unless I know someone and personalize the signing, or unless someone has wording they want me to use, I simply do a fairly straight autograph
ERICA KENNEDY [FEMINISTA, Bling]
I only did book signings for my first book, Bling. I went on a 10 city tour but even with that big publicity push I don’t think it did much. There was really no way then for people to know you would be at the book store other than your picture in the window. The most people I had was maybe 50 and that was at the NY signings in Manhattan and the B&N in Brooklyn Heights around the corner from where I lived then because it was people who knew me.
But when you’re doing it in a store they have a set amount of time for you to talk and then you have to sign books and they move everyone along so I’d just sign my name and whatever the person might have asked me to write to them. I would stay and answer questions for 2 hours if I could but they don’t let you do that. Which sucks.
On the 10 city tour there were a couple where no one showed, usually independent bookstores which the pub wants you to hit – in my case, black owned bookstores. But there were others when there were really cool, fun chicks who I really appreciated being able to talk with.
Nowadays, you could alert people to signings through Facebook and Twitter but publications do them less because no one has marketing money. I don’t really care because I don’t think they do much. Publishers need to do other events than just going to a bookstore but they just do what they’ve always done even if it doesn’t work anymore.
But when I send books to people now, I write a personal inscription. I just sent one to a big Hollywood actress who shall remain nameless who is reading it for movie consideration. I thought a while about what I should write because I knew she would be reading it for a very specific reason. I wanted to make her think this would be an interesting character to play. But I don’t know her so who knows how she or her people will receive that. Who knows if it will even get to her. And no, I won’t tell you what I wrote. That’s between me and her 25 people!!! LOL
I have never gotten a book signed by anyone. It doesn’t matter to me. I’m not sure why people want books signed but if they ask me, I do.
MEG CABOT [Queen of Babble series, Allie Finkle’s Rules for Girls series, The Princess Diaries series]
Hmmm, these are all good points.
I think it was Margaret Atwood (or one of those quirky British lady authors, anyway) who said that wanting to meet the author who wrote your favorite book is like wanting to meet the cow who produced your favorite hamburger.
I have to say for the most part, I agree with her. Meeting favorite authors, for me anyway, has invariably been disappointing, since they’re often big grumps who in no way should be released amongst the public.
But that’s why they’re such great writers, usually. They just sit home, thinking up weird thoughts, which they then write down. Why let them out? Just keep them home, where they belong and want to be.
But I’ve also thoroughly enjoyed some of the signings of favorite writers I’ve been to, specifically Sue Townsend (Adrian Mole series), and Robert B. Parker (Spenser Series), among a few others, and have kept the books I had them sign. I never asked for a personalized copy or introduced myself because I know how hard signings are on authors, who are shy for the most part. I just asked them to sign the book as mementos of the fun time I had at their signings.
I would hope other readers felt the same about my signings as I’ve felt about my favorite authors.
That’s all I have to say about that.
[The Deep End of the Ocean, No Time to Wave Goodbye, Still Summer]
Book signings used to be a HUGE deal — like huge numbers of people turned out for even authors who were NOT Dan Brown or Jodi Picoult. It was a novelty, a chance to hear and see the person who wrote something you liked. The shekels shrunk. The publishers panicked. They either sent people to way too many places, overexposing them, or way too few. Signing a book was once a sort of assembly line, but with the occasional really moving personal encounter.
I loved signed books. They are my treasures. I don’t care if they are even signed to ME. One of my most cherished things is my favorite book (A Tree Grows In Brooklyn) signed by Betty Smith to HER agent, easily 15 years before I was born, given me as a birthday gift by my agent. When they are inscribed with special love (as my book signed by my pal Karin Slaughter, “to my pal, Jackie, the fighter,”) because she was with me the day I learned that we’d lost everything in a Midwestern investment scam, they have a special meaning. But I would rather just have a name than “Enjoy the read ..” or some such … I have a special thing I write: “Settle for more …” I think everyone should hear that. To me, they’re never clutter. They’re always either a memory or an encounter, or something I loved, or something someone THOUGHT I would love. That matters too.
I have a signature. Period. It’s become sloppier and more artful over time but it’s my only signature. If I’ve met the person before, I’m more likely to make it a personal, hopeful message.
People who want to write want signed books. People want gift books signed as a surprise by a favorite author. I’ve never signed one “thanks for last night….”
Dickens signed books and even table napkins. [nice transition to the hysterical Matthew Pearl]
MATTHEW PEARL [The Last Dickens, The Poe Shadow, The Dante Club]
Steele: Why do authors sign books?
Authors will do pretty much anything they’re told to do.
Steele: How do you feel about signing books in general?
I have to admit, I never went out of my way to have a book signed as a
reader. Even these days, I’d usually only get a book signed if a
friend of mine wrote it. That said, I’ve never been a collector of
anything, and I respect the preferences of those who like their books
Steele: What kind of inscription do you write when you sign books?
By nature, novelists aren’t the best slogan writers. I’m happy if
someone wants it customized in a particular way, less thinking for me.
I do come up with a catchphrase for each book. You can’t think of
something new each time. For The Dante Club, I write “Welcome to the
Club” (which replaced “Go to Hell” after I worried I might offend
someone who didn’t get it) and for The Last Dickens, “Find the ending”
(since it’s about Dickens’s unfinished novel). For The Poe Shadow, I
write “See you in 1849,” which is when the novel took place, though
one reader pointed out that sounded like I was giving out my hotel
room number. It’s not true, of course. I’m really giving out Ben
Mezrich’s hotel room number.
Steele: If you have met someone or done an interview, what kind of thought will
you put into the signing?
I do my best, but it’s hard to wow anyone with a few words, especially
if you’re in another country and don’t speak the language. I always
feel awful writing “Muchas gracias” to a reporter in Spain, I feel
like they often politely smirk at me.
Steele: How have signings changed/gotten easier as you’ve written more books i.e.
do you tend to interact more and sign different things or is it just an
I wouldn’t describe it as an assembly line, and I always do like to
interact. It’s nice now that a reader might have several of my books.
That’s a nice feeling. Sometimes people ask me to sign a book that I
didn’t write, though, like an antique edition of Poe or Dante. I try
to talk them out of it.
My friend Adam is a huge fan of Jonathan Safran Foer who is reading from Eating Animals tonight for Brookline Booksmith. He told me he wouldn’t wait to get the book signed and that he usually doesn’t. I’m giving him my review copy. He’s helped me a lot with my web site and it’s the least I can do! He’s read Everything is Illuminated four or five times! So I got to thinking about going to reading and getting books signed by authors. Sometimes, what’s the point?
When an author just writes, “Amy, Enjoy the read, xx” I’m not that thrilled. And then years later particularly if it’s a book I will not read again, I feel I should keep it because it’s signed but it is just clutter. I am getting rid of signed copies of Betrayal (about Boston Catholic Church), The Passion of Artemesia, something by Linda Fairstein and I See You Everywhere. I just have so many books to read and new books coming out all the time and there’s the library, I’m not opening these books up again and they don’t “add” to my bookshelf.
But these do– because they have PERSONAL messages:
Don’t Cry by Mary Gaitskill– “To Amy, to whom I want to say I actually AM a feminist.”
Chronic City by Jonathan Lethem– “For Amy. Looking forward to talking.”
Election by Tom Perrotta– “It was great meeting you. Good luck with your writing.”
Of Cats and Men by Nina de Gramont– “To Amy, Great to meet you. With All Best Wishes,”
The Fence by Dick Lehr– “To Amy, Thanks for the interview and Best Regards”
The Ladies Man by Elinor Lipman– “For amy, with thanks for your kind words. Enjoy!”