Are we ready for another YA book to sweep us off our feet? I'm hesitant to get excited, but some people think Marie Lu's novel Legend, the first of a planned trilogy, will be the next big thing. Half Les Miserables half Blade Runner (oh Lord), it's already been optioned for a movie and has started to gather teen fans. The novel debuts November 29.
Lastly, some thought is paid to whether or not well-known authors are best known for their best books. The Guardian wonders if some of the better books have been unfairly sidelined by other, more poorly-executed novels. I haven't read enough of the examples to agree with all of the suggestions, but come to think of it Steinbeck's East of Eden is much better than The Grapes of Wrath, Wharton's House of Mirth is more interesting than An Age of Innocence, and I still don't understand how in the world Cather's My Antonia is considered to be a more solid read than O Pioneers!. Someone had the audacity to suggest that Tender is the Night was better than The Great Gatsby, to which I had to scoff. No book, dear friends, is better than The Great Gatsby.