In the New York Times (“Can’t. Stop. Writing.“), Geoff Nicholson shares his thoughts on prolificicity . . . proliferation . . . er, being prolific.
I’m not sure I follow the logic, but the notion that the more you write the less likely you are to be read is undoubtedly cause for writerly despair.
(Psst! Geoff! You left out Bob Randisi.)
And, in The Age (“Freed writer denies book passage a stunt“), Kate Lahey and Louise Schwartzkoff report a painful way to become almost famous.
Mr Dollar accused Nicolaides of being an opportunist “haphazardly threatening the stability of an entire nation for his own personal gain”.
“And if he is a martyr, he is not a champion of free speech, but a martyr on the cross of Machiavellian ambition.”