Just came back and read the final line of my last post… What in the world? Why don’t you people tell me when I don’t make a lick of sense? That wasn’t right. I think I was saying something about preserving the hope that edgy books will become safer publishing bets…oh, Max Perkins. Where have you gone? Let that be
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I’ve been tagged by Cindy Woodsmall, who probably thinks herself pretty clever to weasel me into this silly game of posting 8 random things about myself. Oh well. What do I have to lose? Here goes… 1. I exhibited obsessive compulsive tendencies for about a year as an 8-year-old, needing to touch each of my fingers together equally if any
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Okay. Kingsbury may write 8 novels a year, but Joel’s got a game. …can someone make sure we didn’t miss the rapture?
For all of you who’ve been hoping for a book contract under your Christmas tree, here’s a fun little contest. Orham Pamuk’s Nobel lecture Why Evangelicals Can’t Write First one to properly connect the dots between these two ideas, and show how your work-in-progress responds to the question, will win a free manuscript evaluation and a hearing at my next
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Man, this thing on Sesame Street going all over the world is fascinating. Talk about a vision for excellence. I wish people would leave Phil Vischer alone for his “equivocation” on Veggie Tales. Anyway, Billy Graham recently spoke with Christianity Today, making a particularly interesting comment: “Evangelicals have not tried to capture the intellectual initiative as much as we should.
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