tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8861486.post5043804560822385605..comments2023-10-15T11:42:21.659-04:00Comments on pages turned: SFPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17439972994357205049noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8861486.post-49914495909215060222007-12-15T07:50:00.000-05:002007-12-15T07:50:00.000-05:00It's all so relative, isn't it? Most lit fiction a...It's all so relative, isn't it? Most lit fiction authors would be happy to sell as many books as Diaz--I know I read statistics somewhere sometime that said 7,500 to 15,000 was the hardback norm. And the Enright didn't even sell that until after it had won the Booker.SFPhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17439972994357205049noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8861486.post-20276904538661345632007-12-14T10:53:00.000-05:002007-12-14T10:53:00.000-05:00I saw this list yesterday and I was surprised by s...I saw this list yesterday and I was surprised by some of the misses, especially Junot Diaz's THE BRIEF LIFE OF OSCAR WAO. Then I had to remind myself that critical-acclaim doesn't equal amazing book sales. <BR/><BR/>I thought of the article again this morning with the woman sitting across from on the bus pulled out her copy of EAT, PRAY, LOVE. As easy as spotting Starbucks, indeed. : )J.S. Peytonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13705348798562789906noreply@blogger.com