You Can Write a Book -- or You Can Roast One

After decades of writing and reviewing books, of skewering other authors and being skewered, I have concluded that the status of the reviewer is incomparably more rewarding than the grim world of the writer. Reviewing a book is like eating bratwurst; being reviewed is like being bratwurst. (A thick skin is an asset to bratwurst and writers alike.)

Reviewers, like the pope, are infallible. The pope, however, is merely elected; reviewers are anointed by God. The

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