mid-morning links

So in the midst of guest-blogging fervor, I completely overlooked the whole Booker Prize Longlist thing. Though if you’re reading most of my litblog brethren, you already know that it’s made up of a lot of Big Names a few littler ones. And some of them will be appearing at this year’s Edinburgh International Book Festival, which kicked off over the weekend. Some year I’ll be lucky enough to attend, but then, convention-going is kind of a dicey thing in general lately…

And speaking of the Festival, the Glasgow Herald offers up an intriguing transcript of the conversation between Boris Akunin and Ian Rankin from a few days back.

I’m a bit puzzled by Janet Maslin’s review of the new Lisa See book. Nice words and all but, hello, lateness? Everyone else reviewed this book zillions of years ago! Bizarre…

Then there’s Patrick Anderson, who uses his weekly thriller column to talk less about Milton Burton’s debut and more about his childhood in Texas.

Frank Warren just wanted to create an art project. But several months, 5000 postcards and millions of hits later, Post Secret is a whole lot bigger than he ever imagined.

Ed Caesar ventures into the world of fan fiction for the Independent — and only emerges slightly unscathed.

There’s something bizarre in seeing the MPAA turn up its nose at the movie version of WHERE THE TRUTH LIES and its “raunchy” sex scenes, but then again, it wouldn’t be the first comedy-tinged film to end up released unrated, now would it.

Riverhead editor Sean MacDonald is getting around the ‘sphere, what with a recent chat at Mediabistro and now a quickie interview at The Elegant Variation.

And finally, gee whillikers, ain’t this a surprise. Guess she never read her own autobiography, either.