I will NOT note that there’s a glimmer of hope in the air because that is the surest way I know of to alert the crustacean-shaped aliens that we’re finally ripe for harvesting. I have no desire to be cracked open, dipped in melted garlic butter, and consumed in set of chitinous mandibles. Not yet, anyway. Maybe if the count goes poorly. We’ll see. I reserve the right to signal the aliens, as the need for full extinction arises.
- QWF prizes handed out, including Kaie Kellough for fiction;
- Kirkus Prizes handed out;
- Industry insiders make Giller predictions;
- Five writers on CBC poetry shortlist;
- When I read my armchair physics and cosmology books, including several of Rovelli’s, I am transported into possibility… who knew it went both ways?;
- PRH keeps extending ebook terms as needed during the pandemic;
- Sweet Tome Alabama? On country house libraries;
- How anthologies can help rescue old forgotten books;
- Lear was written in a plague… Will this one yield anything as good?;
- What was the first audiobook?;
- Psst! Hey, buddy, wanna buy an H? How about an M and a second H too?;
- Hope springs eternal: Dates for the 2021 London Book Fair;
- Ivan Coyote, a ‘Ninja fav, will publish a book of pandemic correspondence;
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