Smatterings, the Woodrell edition

Daniel Woodrell talks to the St. Louis Dispatch about the impetus for his (yup, saying it again) marvelous novel WINTER’S BONE. The Rap Sheet also points to a great interview with NPR, there’s Denise Hamilton’s glowing review in the LA Times, Bruce Da Silva’s AP review, Carolyn See’s take in the WaPo, and USA Today’s Carol Memmott interviewed Woodrell as did John Freeman.

Nora Roberts has to have a pretty damn good work ethic to produce as many novels as she has. She tells the Associated Press exactly why she treats writing like a 9 to 5 job.

Morris County’s local paper, the Herald talks to one of its own authors, Denise Swanson, about how she’s put their town on the map with her mystery series.

Solomon Jones has had a rather interesting life, which he mines for his street-lit thrillers. He chats with the Philly Inquirer’s Elizabeth Wellington about political themes and what he’s working on now.

Speaking of street-lit, one proponent is Renay Jackson, who self-published his first few urban thrillers before hooking up with North Atlantic books.

Over at SHOTS, there’s new fiction by David Harrison, Daniel Hatadi, Regina Harvey, Stephen Torres and Robert Pesa. Check ’em out.

Tami Hoag talks to’s Jay McDonald about her books, managing her money and her love of horseback riding.

Sylvia Maultash Warsh speaks with the Town Crier Online about her historically-tinged contemporary novels, the latest of which is SEASON OF IRON.

Dan Fesperman chats with Regis Behe about THE PRISONER OF GUANTANAMO and its timeliness in the face of recent events at the base.

Other reviews: Dick Adler’s crime column looks at new releases by Woodrell, George Pelecanos, Minette Walters, Judy Clemens and David Robbins; Oline Cogdill reviews a trio of new stuff, as does Margaret Cannon.

Kevin Le Gendre looks at jazz’s place in literature and comes up with some interesting conclusions.

And finally, the Sydney Morning Herald looks at my favorite part of a book: the dedication page. And Peter Carey, don’t do that. Just don’t.