The bookshop trestle table clearly ain’t big enough for the both of them. Novelist Salman Rushdie yesterday claimed to have broken wine writer Malcolm Gluck’s record for book signings after adding his full name to 1,000 books on a tour to promote his latest novel.
“His record is toast,” Rushdie crowed, in a letter to the Guardian…
Gluck’s claimed record is 1,001 copies in 59 minutes, set at a wine warehouse in London in 1998. Gluck achieved this with the help of a team of three men, one fetching the copies, one opening them at the blank page, and another whisking the signed copies away.
Rushdie said he had signed 1,000 copies, on his most recent tour promoting the Enchantress of Florence, in a books warehouse in Nashville in 57 minutes.
Rushdie insisted: “Let me be clear: I did not initial the books, but signed my full name.” The Best of Booker winner agreed that a crack team of book-handlers is essential.
Just wait till John C. Dvorak finishes his latest book and gets on the book-signing trail. My money’s on him!
The larger question is how he attracts a bevy of super models.
Eideard: “Silly Competition?” you’ve been pwned.
The article and the issue, in substance and in presentation, is completely tongue-in-cheek.
Any doubt was taken away within the article saying the only solution was to hold a sign-off.
Even elite opinion makers can have fun about themselves.
Another example of why the West is dying. This shit make news.
I’ve wanted to say for a long time:_
This is old news, I heard it on BBC Radio yesterday.
Does John’s publisher run 1,000 copies?
🙂
#2 – and you thought my Post was serious? Har!
#6–Eideard==yes, I see the “maybe humor” mostly from the penultimate sentence challenge to Dvorak.
I gave emphasis to what you first said, that the competition was “silly.” That too is ambiguous but how often should we give lazy editors the benefit of the doubt?
Lets See: “Book Signing Competition Heats up” or “Famous Authors take Break to have some fun?” Calling it Silly is to make a judgment on the activity itself.
Then again, I hope we are all having fun here too, but I wouldn’t call it silly.
# 7 – bobbo
Are you absolutely certain you’ve been paying sufficient attention to what’s been happening around here — or have we agreed to redefine the word ‘silly’ and I didn’t get the memo?
Anyone here who actually read The Satanic Verses? Okay, Mister Mustard… I didn’t mean the Bible… I meant the book written by Rushdie.
#8–Cinaedh==gee, thats too bad. Yes, the blush is off the rose, but where else can you find a new idea open up from a link a few will provide, or a good line in a post regardless of what else is said?
So, as in all things, the less you expect to get, the more you will be rewarded, and thats not silly.
# 10 – bobbo
…except in hand grenades and nuclear weapons. Then, it’s silly.
Ummmm, tough one, I dunno…
…of course, in the Cage Match! 🙂
Hey, I read one of his books: The Satanic verses.
“What kind of an idea is it?”
I really admire Salman Rushdie. This guy’s got cohones. Let us remember that he still has a fatwa calling for his death, not to mention at least one known assassination attempt.
Does he hide under a rock, or does he spit in their eye?
#12 – B. Dog
Did you read it cover to cover or just bits and pieces? It’s the most boring piece of book I’ve ever started to read.
#13 – Ah_Yea
I’m sure that having a personal security detail helps.
#15 Jägermeister
He better! Still, how easy would it be for someone with a .45 to do their religious duty at a public book signing?
He knows there is a risk, yet has chosen to not hide under a rock.
#16 – Ah_Yea
There’s always a risk, but I’m sure they’re taking a lot of precautions.
Well, Jag14 You have a point; it was almost excruciatingly boring. Still, since for my own reasons I found it very important, I may have actually skimmed the thing all the way to the back. You see, at the time that I read it, my small team of scientists and I were having a hellishly difficult time on a project over there on the frontier of human knowledge. The main theme, to me, “What kind of idea is it”, with the associated trials and tribulations, had a remarkable resonance. Because of that resonance, I was, and continue to be, able to excuse with the tedious nature of the book as sort of a strange art form, like features of a dream that I could not fully comprehend, but were there for a strange dreamlike logic that I could not understand, but was somehow necessary.