Word: mad
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...product time-and-motion study on the first novel from inception to marketing would drive any management consultant mad. The book spends, say, three years festering in the author's brain and typewriter. Often two years are required for going the rounds of agents and publishers (who hold a manuscript at least three months before rejecting it). Once the book is accepted, another year may be needed for ed iting, printing and distribution. When the product finally surfaces, it may hold a place in the crucial "shelf-time" period for only two or three days. Large bookstores...
Meanwhile, first novelists go on working, a continuing proof of the no doubt mad, but nevertheless encouraging notion that money isn't everything. Below is a look at some recent first novels. Their authors may or may not make a bestseller list, but they should be read...
Much is genuinely funny in Perera's saga of a guilt-ridden innocent abroad. Bendana has a mad. malapropriate sister, who feels "like a fish in Coca-Cola" instead of a fish out of water. He finds himself standing on the road before a brothel "tallying figures in his head, wondering uneasily if they would take a traveler's check." There are lapses, of course. Perera slumps toward collegiate humor or into yuks too obviously derived from the new school of American-Jewish humor. His story line suffers the common affliction of the picaresque novel, midsection...
...York wardrobe; Cecil Beaton did her up for the London sequences. What more could a girl want, except maybe a movie? Instead, she has Scenarist-Lyricist Alan Jay Lerner's drab romance of Daisy and Doctor Marc Chabot (Yves Montand). The girl's especuliarities drive Chabot mad-do you hear?-mad, mad, mad! But ultimately he learns that scientists must leave the infinite alone, and Daisy goes back to her star-playing lover Tad Pringle (Jack Nicholson...
...that soulful boy in They Shoot Horses, Don't They?, so I knew that he must be Gregory. My darling brother Daniel, who still refuses to leave the villa and who still adores me so suffocatingly, poor thing, told me the most delicious stories of Gregory's mad escapades. Gregory became my obsession, even though I was seared by thoughts that he had engaged in a cinq a sept with my father's fiancee...