God help us. Renee Zellweger wants to devote time to her writing.
And while she is on a break from movies, she hopes to spend more time writing - "fiction, non-fiction, whatever I'm feeling when I pick up the pen".
« BIRNBAUM v. BAILEY | Main | QUIXOTE TURNS 400 »
The comments to this entry are closed.
In his recent TEV guest review of Home Land, Jim Ruland called Sam Lipsyte the "funniest writer of his generation," and we're quite inclined to agree. We tore through Home Land in two joyful sittings and can't remember the last time we've laughed so hard. Lipsyte's constellation of oddly sympathetic losers is rendered with a sparkling, inspired prose style that's sent us off in search of all his prior work. In Lewis Miner's (a.k.a Teabag) woeful epistolary dispatches to his high school alumni newsletter ("I did not pan out."), we find an anti-hero for the age. Highly, highly recommended.
i've got my pre-order in with powells already! at least pamela anderson happily admitted to using a ghost writer for her novel (they BOTH signed her novel, "star," at the west hollywood book fair recently).
Posted by: daniel olivas | January 16, 2005 at 09:02 AM
Goddamnit, why does everybody hate a gal's writing before it's been published just because she's pretty and famous--and overcelebrated and overpaid?
Maybe she can write. Let's just hope that her nascent efforts aren't heralded as triumphant merely because they are hers.
What am I thinking? If she's serious, she'll write under another name.
Posted by: Mandy | January 16, 2005 at 07:45 PM