Links for latecomers

I had it all planned–I was tired, I went to bed early, I’d be a good little keener and get to the office early and have everything–bloglinks included–by the time most of you walked into the office or woke up this morning.

Well, that old Yiddish expression (loosely translated as “man plans, god laughs”) came to fruition once again. So if things seem somewhat sluggish today–and, most likely, tomorrow and Thursday–blame my malfunctioning circadian clock. Anyway, to wit:

The entire world’s already reported it, but that doesn’t mean I cannot. Tom Wolfe wins the Bad Sex Prize by using the word “otorhinolaryngological” during a sex scene. That’s just about the most unsexy word ever (unless he was trying to channel “The Physician” by Cole Porter, in which case he really swung and missed anyway)… You can read all the longlisted Bad Sex entries here.

The whole cross-pollination of cooking and novels is something I never completely got–I’m reading along, and here’s a recipe? But the Freep’s Cathy Frisinger rounds up some notable novelists who add a cooking flavor to their books.

Blimey–30 million pounds cut from arts funding in Britain. No wonder people aren’t too happy about the news.

In radio news, Sam Tanenhaus was featured on NPR’s “OnPoint” (link from the Literary Saloon) while Terry Teachout will speak about Balanchine’s The Nutcracker later this afternoon.

January Magazine reviews the Annotated Sherlock Holmes, and crime fiction editor engages editor Leslie Klinger in a short Q&A.

M.J. Rose has been running “letters to Book Biz Santa” all month, and the multi-part one contributed by a group of anonymous writers is, well, a doozy. And well worth reading (even if I don’t agree with each point.)

And finally, man oh man does it suck to be Bernard Kerik right now. In related reading, see Judith Newman’s oh-so-catty profile of editrix Judith Regan published in the current issue of Vanity Fair.