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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36428823</id><updated>2009-07-06T09:04:00.449-07:00</updated><title type="text">January Magazine</title><subtitle type="html">Book reviews, book-related news and author interviews</subtitle><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://januarymagazine.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25" /><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://januarymagazine.com/atom.xml" /><author><name>Linda L. Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868426000807302834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1285</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/JanuaryMagazine" type="application/atom+xml" /><feedburner:emailServiceId>JanuaryMagazine</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname>http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36428823.post-1855686377680333160</id><published>2009-07-06T09:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T09:04:00.530-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Monica Stark" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poetry" /><title type="text">Selected Poems by Robert Bringhurst</title><summary type="html">A new book by Robert Bringhurst is always a noteworthy event. Bringhurst is an author, typographer, translator and award-winning poet and each of his books is a work of art on every level.It seems to me there is something even more special about Selected Poems (Gaspereau Press), a single volume that brings together selections from several of Bringhurst’s collections including The Beauty of the &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JanuaryMagazine/~4/JkXbt0wg1YY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/1855686377680333160/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36428823&amp;postID=1855686377680333160&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default/1855686377680333160" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default/1855686377680333160" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JanuaryMagazine/~3/JkXbt0wg1YY/selected-poems-by-robert-bringhurst.html" title="&lt;i&gt;Selected Poems&lt;/i&gt; by Robert Bringhurst" /><author><name>Monica Stark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13139525425995764883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12686553791225151779" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://januarymagazine.com/2009/07/selected-poems-by-robert-bringhurst.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36428823.post-2652790442707774690</id><published>2009-07-03T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T00:30:00.743-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Aaron Blanton" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="non-fiction" /><title type="text">New in Paperback: A Pocketful of History: Four Hundred Years of America -- One State Quarter at A Time by Jim Noles</title><summary type="html">In 1997, the 50 States Commemorative Coin Program Act was passed into law. It meant that, beginning in 1999 and over the course of the next decade, the U.S. Mint would issue five new quarters each year. It was determined that the quarters would be issued in the order that the states joined the Union. As author Jim Noles writes in A Pocketful of History (Da Capo):… Delaware, admitted to the Union &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JanuaryMagazine/~4/PDlBg14GyVM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/2652790442707774690/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36428823&amp;postID=2652790442707774690&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default/2652790442707774690" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default/2652790442707774690" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JanuaryMagazine/~3/PDlBg14GyVM/new-in-paperback-pocketful-of-history.html" title="New in Paperback: &lt;i&gt;A Pocketful of History: Four Hundred Years of America -- One State Quarter at A Time&lt;/i&gt; by Jim Noles" /><author><name>Aaron Blanton</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01597628497619454286" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://januarymagazine.com/2009/07/new-in-paperback-pocketful-of-history.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36428823.post-1145997006368768467</id><published>2009-07-02T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T15:00:13.079-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fiction" /><title type="text">Fiction: Going Ashore by Mavis Gallant</title><summary type="html">To say that Going Ashore (Douglas Gibson Books/McClelland &amp; Stewart) may well be the most important work of fiction that will be published in Canada in 2009 sounds like hyperbole of the highest order. And, actually, it pretty much is. Yet immerse yourself in Mavis Gallant’s world. Read these 31 stories -- some of them never before published intact in book form -- and try to imagine anything &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JanuaryMagazine/~4/8TrvYjnQRaU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/1145997006368768467/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36428823&amp;postID=1145997006368768467&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default/1145997006368768467" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default/1145997006368768467" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JanuaryMagazine/~3/8TrvYjnQRaU/fiction-going-ashore-by-mavis-gallant.html" title="Fiction: &lt;i&gt;Going Ashore&lt;/i&gt; by Mavis Gallant" /><author><name>Linda L. Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868426000807302834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08713192555707067824" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://januarymagazine.com/2009/07/fiction-going-ashore-by-mavis-gallant.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36428823.post-2959843511227242338</id><published>2009-07-02T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T13:00:04.178-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="David MIddleton" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="non-fiction" /><title type="text">Non-Fiction: The Pursuit of Perfect by Tal Ben-Shahar</title><summary type="html">If, in the course of reading a towering stack of books intended to make you perform better, faster and stronger you discover you have pushed yourself too close to perfection, then The Pursuit of Perfect (McGraw Hill) may well be the book for you.After a decade of teaching Happiness classes at Harvard (one gets the idea of a class of grad students sitting around blowing bubbles, but I don’t think &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JanuaryMagazine/~4/tJ1sP49_zmg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/2959843511227242338/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36428823&amp;postID=2959843511227242338&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default/2959843511227242338" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default/2959843511227242338" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JanuaryMagazine/~3/tJ1sP49_zmg/non-fiction-pursuit-of-perfect-by-tal.html" title="Non-Fiction: &lt;i&gt;The Pursuit of Perfect&lt;/i&gt; by Tal Ben-Shahar" /><author><name>David Middleton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10281181661341523981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00883650502858176258" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://januarymagazine.com/2009/07/non-fiction-pursuit-of-perfect-by-tal.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36428823.post-3129256177604316762</id><published>2009-07-02T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T11:00:31.472-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sienna Powers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fiction" /><title type="text">New Today: Children of the Waters by Carleen Brice</title><summary type="html">In 2008, Carleen Brice was named Breakout Author of the Year at the African American Literary Awards Show. The book under discussion at that time was her debut novel, Orange Mint and Honey (which has, incidentally, been optioned for film by the Lifetime Movie Network).Though Orange Mint and Honey was Brice’s debut novel, that well-received work was not her first book. She is also the author of &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JanuaryMagazine/~4/RWq-3fb0xAc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/3129256177604316762/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36428823&amp;postID=3129256177604316762&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default/3129256177604316762" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default/3129256177604316762" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JanuaryMagazine/~3/RWq-3fb0xAc/new-today-children-of-waters-by-carleen.html" title="New Today: &lt;i&gt;Children of the Waters&lt;/i&gt; by Carleen Brice" /><author><name>Sienna Powers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00066864126359185592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03661793955285766374" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://januarymagazine.com/2009/07/new-today-children-of-waters-by-carleen.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36428823.post-3251170950964587746</id><published>2009-07-02T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T10:00:13.810-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sue Bursztynski" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="children's books" /><title type="text">Children’s Books: Ghost with A Message by Mary K. Pershall</title><summary type="html">Ruby Clair is a girl who sees dead people. Well, the ghost of her cousin Nicola, anyway, plus any ghosts Nicola sends her way. Because she can see ghosts, Ruby can help them adjust. Ghost With A Message (Penguin Books Australia) is the second book in the Ruby Clair series. The ghost is a small child who has a message for her family, but can’t speak any better than any other three year old.Ruby &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JanuaryMagazine/~4/gWWuDLuscbM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/3251170950964587746/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36428823&amp;postID=3251170950964587746&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default/3251170950964587746" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default/3251170950964587746" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JanuaryMagazine/~3/gWWuDLuscbM/childrens-books-ghost-with-message-by.html" title="Children’s Books: &lt;i&gt;Ghost with A Message&lt;/i&gt; by Mary K. Pershall" /><author><name>Sue Bursztynski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09362273418897882971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00149310045500156109" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://januarymagazine.com/2009/07/childrens-books-ghost-with-message-by.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36428823.post-8166485649690967897</id><published>2009-07-02T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T09:00:38.885-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Books You Just Don’t Want to Know About" /><title type="text">Edwards Aide to Ink Tell-All</title><summary type="html">There’s something really awful in this item from Muckety:A man who was one of former Senator John Edwards’s closest aides has a deal to write a tell-all book about Edwards’ affair with Rielle Hunter that among other things repudiates his earlier claim that he is the father of Hunter’s baby.The aide, Andrew A. Young (not to be confused with politician and diplomat Andrew J. Young), reportedly &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JanuaryMagazine/~4/pP0udI7SxhA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/8166485649690967897/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36428823&amp;postID=8166485649690967897&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default/8166485649690967897" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default/8166485649690967897" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JanuaryMagazine/~3/pP0udI7SxhA/edwards-aide-to-ink-tell-all.html" title="Edwards Aide to Ink Tell-All" /><author><name>Linda L. Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868426000807302834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08713192555707067824" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://januarymagazine.com/2009/07/edwards-aide-to-ink-tell-all.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36428823.post-7418469539664693848</id><published>2009-06-30T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T09:30:04.861-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="iain emsley" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="SF/F" /><title type="text">Review: Tuck by Stephen R. Lawhead</title><summary type="html">Today in January Magazine’s SF/F section, Iain Emsley reviews Tuck by Stephen R. Lawhead.Setting the native British mythology against the conquering Norman stories, Lawhead echoes Philip Reeve’s Here Lies Arthur in trying to recover the real person behind the legend. Says Emsley:Stephen Lawhead's Tuck is the final installment of the King Raven trilogy. A retelling of the Robin Hood stories, &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JanuaryMagazine/~4/9ymvJd2IBJM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/7418469539664693848/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36428823&amp;postID=7418469539664693848&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default/7418469539664693848" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default/7418469539664693848" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JanuaryMagazine/~3/9ymvJd2IBJM/review-tuck-by-stephen-r-lawhead.html" title="Review: &lt;i&gt;Tuck&lt;/i&gt; by Stephen R. Lawhead" /><author><name>Linda L. Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868426000807302834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08713192555707067824" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://januarymagazine.com/2009/06/review-tuck-by-stephen-r-lawhead.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36428823.post-7342632943550673927</id><published>2009-06-28T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T00:54:51.076-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Aaron Blanton" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Cookbooks" /><title type="text">New in Paperback: The Oxford Companion to Italian Food by Gillian Riley</title><summary type="html">If you were to ask cookbook aficionados for a list of the ten most influential cookbooks of all time, I’m betting that most all of them would include Larousse Gastronomique somewhere on that list. First published in 1938, that book is much more than a cookbook. It is an encyclopedia of gastronomy from the French perspective. You don’t necessarily read Larousse, you graze it, browsing at various &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JanuaryMagazine/~4/BxDZCym0Qcc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/7342632943550673927/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36428823&amp;postID=7342632943550673927&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default/7342632943550673927" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default/7342632943550673927" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JanuaryMagazine/~3/BxDZCym0Qcc/new-in-paperback-oxford-companion-to.html" title="New in Paperback: &lt;i&gt;The Oxford Companion to Italian Food&lt;/i&gt; by Gillian Riley" /><author><name>Aaron Blanton</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01597628497619454286" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://januarymagazine.com/2009/06/new-in-paperback-oxford-companion-to.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36428823.post-6279272537264348656</id><published>2009-06-27T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T17:36:07.122-07:00</updated><title type="text">Conrad V. Conrad</title><summary type="html">Joseph Conrad’s masterwork, Heart of Darkness, first published in book form in 1902, is one of the best known works of fiction in the English language. It was the inspiration -- and more -- for Francis Ford Coppola’s amazing 1979, Apocalypse Now starring a brilliant but off-kilter Marlon Brando and a beautifully sweaty Martin Sheen. The book itself is at once darkly luminous and disturbing. An &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JanuaryMagazine/~4/Q48eBmiTaK8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/6279272537264348656/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36428823&amp;postID=6279272537264348656&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default/6279272537264348656" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default/6279272537264348656" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JanuaryMagazine/~3/Q48eBmiTaK8/conrad-v-conrad.html" title="Conrad V. Conrad" /><author><name>Linda L. Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868426000807302834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08713192555707067824" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://januarymagazine.com/2009/06/conrad-v-conrad.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36428823.post-1435257343016128987</id><published>2009-06-27T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T16:23:46.426-07:00</updated><title type="text">UK Indie Rushing Michael Jackson Biography to Press</title><summary type="html">They’re probably not the only ones rushing a biography of pop prince Michael Jackson to press. However U.K. independent publisher, John Blake, is getting some ink just days after the pop star died in Los Angeles on Thursday. From The Bookseller:Michael Jackson -- King of Pop: 1958-2009 is being written by Emily Herbert, a long-time fan of Jackson, who has interviewed him “on several occasions” in&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JanuaryMagazine/~4/UmWwRMHg9ks" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/1435257343016128987/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36428823&amp;postID=1435257343016128987&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default/1435257343016128987" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default/1435257343016128987" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JanuaryMagazine/~3/UmWwRMHg9ks/uk-indie-rushing-michael-jackson.html" title="UK Indie Rushing Michael Jackson Biography to Press" /><author><name>Linda L. Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868426000807302834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08713192555707067824" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://januarymagazine.com/2009/06/uk-indie-rushing-michael-jackson.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36428823.post-4883777262998166371</id><published>2009-06-26T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T05:19:00.205-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="interview" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Author Snapshot" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fiction" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="crime fiction" /><title type="text">Author Snapshot: Clea Simon</title><summary type="html">We engage with the work of the authors we love on many levels. In the case of fiction, that engagement is often about a careful blend of passion and voice. In non-fiction, it seems to me it’s about heart and sincere understanding of the material under study. It’s why the authors who excel at both fiction and non are rare. Those four things -- passion, skill, heart and research -- are unlikely to &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JanuaryMagazine/~4/2YspRVGI210" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/4883777262998166371/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36428823&amp;postID=4883777262998166371&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default/4883777262998166371" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default/4883777262998166371" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JanuaryMagazine/~3/2YspRVGI210/author-snapshot-clea-simon.html" title="Author Snapshot: Clea Simon" /><author><name>Linda L. Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868426000807302834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08713192555707067824" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://januarymagazine.com/2009/06/author-snapshot-clea-simon.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36428823.post-9041324779728912171</id><published>2009-06-26T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T06:54:01.052-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="passages" /><title type="text">“The Day the 70s Died”</title><summary type="html">Will June 25th be remembered as the day the 70s died? That’s what some social-media mavens were asking yesterday when two 1970s pop-culture icons passed away within hours of each other.Former Charlie’s Angels star Farrah Fawcett, 62, died of complications resulting from the cancer she had been publicly battling for some time, while 1970s child star -- and publicly off-kilter adult -- Michael &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JanuaryMagazine/~4/m2urHcE__t4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/9041324779728912171/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36428823&amp;postID=9041324779728912171&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default/9041324779728912171" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default/9041324779728912171" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JanuaryMagazine/~3/m2urHcE__t4/day-70s-died.html" title="“The Day the 70s Died”" /><author><name>Linda L. Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868426000807302834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08713192555707067824" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://januarymagazine.com/2009/06/day-70s-died.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36428823.post-7962016243525635162</id><published>2009-06-25T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T17:36:18.057-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="J.D. Salinger" /><title type="text">Holden Losing His Hold?</title><summary type="html">We have been keeping track on this page (see here, here, and here) of efforts to publish 60 Years Later: Coming Through the Rye, a takeoff on J.D. Salinger’s best-selling novel, Catcher in the Rye. But as The New York Times observes, Salinger’s teenage protagonist, Holden Caulfield, “may have bigger problems than the insults of irreverent parodists and other ‘phonies,’ as Holden would put it.” &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JanuaryMagazine/~4/-3Y6bMqzU8o" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/7962016243525635162/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36428823&amp;postID=7962016243525635162&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default/7962016243525635162" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default/7962016243525635162" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JanuaryMagazine/~3/-3Y6bMqzU8o/holden-losing-his-hold.html" title="Holden Losing His Hold?" /><author><name>J. Kingston Pierce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17073921191624535912</uri><email>jpwrites@wordcuts.org</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17521968472344573739" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://januarymagazine.com/2009/06/holden-losing-his-hold.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36428823.post-3902965823532871302</id><published>2009-06-24T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T17:39:56.330-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Diane Leach" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fiction" /><title type="text">Review: A Short History of Women by Kate Walbert</title><summary type="html">Today in January Magazine’s fiction section, Diane Leach looks at  A Short History of Women by Kate Walbert. Says Leach:Dorothy Trevor Townsend is starving herself to death.  Her cause is not anorexia, but suffrage. The year is 1914, and though a war is on, the brilliant Townsend is doing her best to make a statement, to be heard of above the horrible din of war. She is willing to die for her &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JanuaryMagazine/~4/sAiOFkxlbYs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/3902965823532871302/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36428823&amp;postID=3902965823532871302&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default/3902965823532871302" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default/3902965823532871302" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JanuaryMagazine/~3/sAiOFkxlbYs/review-short-history-of-women-by-kate.html" title="Review: &lt;i&gt;A Short History of Women&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br&gt;by Kate Walbert" /><author><name>Linda L. Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868426000807302834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08713192555707067824" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://januarymagazine.com/2009/06/review-short-history-of-women-by-kate.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36428823.post-4442795689307819637</id><published>2009-06-24T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T09:00:04.864-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="crime fiction" /><title type="text">New in Paperback: Close by Martina Cole</title><summary type="html">It seems to me that there is almost no chance that North American readers will cotton to Close (Grand Central), UK megaseller Martina Cole’s official U.S. debut. It’s not that Close is bad. In fact, it isn’t. It’s just very, very different.On this side of the pond, we are used to a certain amount of polish and finish. If we encounter a run-on sentence or a dropped semicolon, we head to a writing &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JanuaryMagazine/~4/Q7yxfOS30yI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/4442795689307819637/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36428823&amp;postID=4442795689307819637&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default/4442795689307819637" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default/4442795689307819637" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JanuaryMagazine/~3/Q7yxfOS30yI/new-in-paperback-close-by-martina-cole.html" title="New in Paperback: &lt;i&gt;Close&lt;/i&gt; by Martina Cole" /><author><name>Linda L. Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868426000807302834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08713192555707067824" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__WMecpTp03E/SjdRx68K4MI/AAAAAAAAArk/3ttMbMZQ8mg/s72-c/close.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://januarymagazine.com/2009/06/new-in-paperback-close-by-martina-cole.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36428823.post-4561096423792879494</id><published>2009-06-23T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T00:38:57.057-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="art and culture" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sienna Powers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="non-fiction" /><title type="text">New This Month: The Pleasures and Sorrows of Work by Alain de Botton</title><summary type="html">Alain de Botton is, first and foremost, a philosopher. Just a few months shy of his 40th birthday, de Botton is perhaps one of the most important philosophers alive today. Arguably, of course. But then, that’s part of the point of philosophy, is it not? Everything we see isn’t always what it seems and where we look is not necessarily where what is searched for will be found. Things like that. &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JanuaryMagazine/~4/0ZMlNr3VjK8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/4561096423792879494/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36428823&amp;postID=4561096423792879494&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default/4561096423792879494" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default/4561096423792879494" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JanuaryMagazine/~3/0ZMlNr3VjK8/new-this-month-pleasures-and-sorrows-of.html" title="New This Month: &lt;i&gt;The Pleasures and Sorrows of Work&lt;/i&gt; by Alain de Botton" /><author><name>Sienna Powers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00066864126359185592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03661793955285766374" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://januarymagazine.com/2009/06/new-this-month-pleasures-and-sorrows-of.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36428823.post-8815728551779586218</id><published>2009-06-22T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T09:00:13.346-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="excerpt" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="non-fiction" /><title type="text">Excerpt: Horse Soldiers by Doug Stanton</title><summary type="html">Horse Soldiers (Scribner) is the dramatic account of a small band of Special Forces soldiers who secretly entered Afghanistan following 9/11 and rode to war on horses against the Taliban:Trouble came in the night, riding out of the dust and the darkness. Trouble rolled past the refugee camp, past the tattered tents shuddering in the moonlight, the lone cry of a baby driving high into the sky, &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JanuaryMagazine/~4/3b5lhKMHQdg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/8815728551779586218/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36428823&amp;postID=8815728551779586218&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default/8815728551779586218" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default/8815728551779586218" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JanuaryMagazine/~3/3b5lhKMHQdg/excerpt-horse-soldiers-by-doug-stanton.html" title="Excerpt: &lt;i&gt;Horse Soldiers&lt;/i&gt; by Doug Stanton" /><author><name>Linda L. Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868426000807302834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08713192555707067824" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://januarymagazine.com/2009/06/excerpt-horse-soldiers-by-doug-stanton.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36428823.post-7369507754210727496</id><published>2009-06-20T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T04:30:03.799-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Aaron Blanton" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Cookbooks" /><title type="text">Cookbooks: Dad’s Awesome Grilling Book by Bob Sloan</title><summary type="html">Why has our culture seemingly gone out of its way to link cooking outdoors over flaming coals with men? When looked at very carefully what, truly, does one have to do with the other? Something primal, perhaps? Something hunter to a woman’s gatherer? In his reasonably impressive new Dad’s Awesome Grilling Book (Chronicle Books) award-winning food writer Bob Sloan tries to sum things up.Like so &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JanuaryMagazine/~4/PGfkkkT02rQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/7369507754210727496/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36428823&amp;postID=7369507754210727496&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default/7369507754210727496" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default/7369507754210727496" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JanuaryMagazine/~3/PGfkkkT02rQ/cookbooks-dads-awesome-grilling-book-by.html" title="Cookbooks: &lt;i&gt;Dad’s Awesome Grilling Book&lt;/i&gt; by Bob Sloan" /><author><name>Aaron Blanton</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01597628497619454286" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://januarymagazine.com/2009/06/cookbooks-dads-awesome-grilling-book-by.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36428823.post-890614046783763908</id><published>2009-06-20T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T00:00:29.713-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="biography" /><title type="text">Biography: We Two: Victoria and Albert: Rulers, Partners, Rivals by Gillian Gill</title><summary type="html">When a biography is very good and is also big and muscular, it’s common to compare the book to a novel. And what makes such a comparison valid? Certainly not -- or hopefully not -- a strong element of fabrication. Rather, how the book impacts the reader draws compare. A very good biography -- well researched, written with passion and competence, on a subject worthy of close examination -- will &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JanuaryMagazine/~4/CBp0DIX3rHY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/890614046783763908/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36428823&amp;postID=890614046783763908&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default/890614046783763908" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default/890614046783763908" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JanuaryMagazine/~3/CBp0DIX3rHY/biography-we-two-victoria-and-albert.html" title="Biography: &lt;i&gt;We Two: Victoria and Albert: Rulers, Partners, Rivals&lt;/i&gt; by Gillian Gill" /><author><name>Linda L. Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868426000807302834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08713192555707067824" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://januarymagazine.com/2009/06/biography-we-two-victoria-and-albert.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36428823.post-8279739741581852710</id><published>2009-06-19T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T11:37:26.679-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Monica Stark" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fiction" /><title type="text">Fiction: Fishing for Bacon by Michael Davie</title><summary type="html">I’m beginning to think that 2009 might well be remembered as the year that potential Canadian YA masterworks got lost in the waterfall of mainstream fiction.First there was Alan Bradley’s lively but clearly juvenile The Sweetness of the Bottom the Pie (Doubleday Canada). Now comes Calgarian Michael Davies’ cheerfully abrupt Fishing for Bacon (Newest Press). The book features fresh-from-high &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JanuaryMagazine/~4/691gEaPtsk0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/8279739741581852710/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36428823&amp;postID=8279739741581852710&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default/8279739741581852710" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default/8279739741581852710" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JanuaryMagazine/~3/691gEaPtsk0/fiction-fishing-for-bacon-by-michael.html" title="Fiction: &lt;i&gt;Fishing for Bacon&lt;/i&gt; by Michael Davie" /><author><name>Monica Stark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13139525425995764883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12686553791225151779" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://januarymagazine.com/2009/06/fiction-fishing-for-bacon-by-michael.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36428823.post-4327642088106807627</id><published>2009-06-19T09:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T09:00:00.852-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tweetworthy" /><title type="text">Fast Takes…</title><summary type="html">Here are some of the things we’ve been microblogging about over the last week or so.• Today is Salman Rushdie’s birthday. Here’s the interview we did with him back in 2002. An interesting side note: January art director, David Middleton, did a photo shoot with Rushdie with predictably smashing results. And one of the unexpected results: Middleton’s Rushdie images continue to be among the top &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JanuaryMagazine/~4/By960lfgOdI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/4327642088106807627/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36428823&amp;postID=4327642088106807627&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default/4327642088106807627" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default/4327642088106807627" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JanuaryMagazine/~3/By960lfgOdI/fast-takes_19.html" title="Fast Takes…" /><author><name>Linda L. Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868426000807302834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08713192555707067824" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://januarymagazine.com/2009/06/fast-takes_19.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36428823.post-1860835487953708730</id><published>2009-06-18T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T08:57:26.686-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="art and culture" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Aaron Blanton" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="non-fiction" /><title type="text">Art &amp; Culture: The Artist’s Mother, introduction by Judith Thurman</title><summary type="html">Like exhibitions loosely grouped around a theme, books with a themed core seem to come in one of two categories. They’re either lame excuses to connect that which probably shouldn’t have been connected in the first place, or wonderful triumphs that have us looking at the topic in a new way.In almost every regard, The Artist’s Mother (Overlook) falls into the latter camp. “Maternal love takes many&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JanuaryMagazine/~4/KnP_ycaY3us" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/1860835487953708730/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36428823&amp;postID=1860835487953708730&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default/1860835487953708730" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default/1860835487953708730" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JanuaryMagazine/~3/KnP_ycaY3us/art-culture-artists-mother-introduction.html" title="Art &amp; Culture: &lt;i&gt;The Artist’s Mother&lt;/i&gt;, introduction by Judith Thurman" /><author><name>Aaron Blanton</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01597628497619454286" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://januarymagazine.com/2009/06/art-culture-artists-mother-introduction.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36428823.post-6992624438826623845</id><published>2009-06-18T02:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T02:45:00.970-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="books to film" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="children's books" /><title type="text">Doctorow’s Little Brother Optioned for film</title><summary type="html">Author Cory Doctorow has announced that his vastly entertaining young adult novel Little Brother (Tor Teen) has  been optioned for film.Early this morning, Doctorow blogged that “Don Murphy, producer of such films as Natural Born Killers and From Hell, has bought a film option on Little Brother. I’ve talked it over with Don and feel confident that if he makes the movie that he’ll do it justice --&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JanuaryMagazine/~4/Zh0eFNz6csU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/6992624438826623845/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36428823&amp;postID=6992624438826623845&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default/6992624438826623845" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default/6992624438826623845" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JanuaryMagazine/~3/Zh0eFNz6csU/doctorows-little-brother-optioned-for.html" title="Doctorow’s &lt;i&gt;Little Brother&lt;/i&gt; Optioned for film" /><author><name>Linda L. Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868426000807302834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08713192555707067824" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://januarymagazine.com/2009/06/doctorows-little-brother-optioned-for.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36428823.post-5992098542806186896</id><published>2009-06-18T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T00:05:03.029-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sienna Powers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="non-fiction" /><title type="text">Non-Fiction: Squirrels of North America by Tamara Eder</title><summary type="html">At first blush, Squirrels of North America (Lone Pine) sounds almost ridiculously esoteric. Squirrels. In North America. Super specific and about a topic that -- let’s face it -- most of us give little thought. (ie: squirrels.) However, not long after my initial scoff, I spent an enchanted hour or so lost in the pages of what is essentially a field guide. That fascination is understandable and to&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JanuaryMagazine/~4/I3kv1HJbJUA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/5992098542806186896/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36428823&amp;postID=5992098542806186896&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default/5992098542806186896" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36428823/posts/default/5992098542806186896" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JanuaryMagazine/~3/I3kv1HJbJUA/non-fiction-squirrels-of-north-america.html" title="Non-Fiction: &lt;i&gt;Squirrels of North America&lt;/i&gt; by Tamara Eder" /><author><name>Sienna Powers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00066864126359185592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03661793955285766374" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://januarymagazine.com/2009/06/non-fiction-squirrels-of-north-america.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>
