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Closer Each Day...
28th June 2004, 7.45pm
Man Bites Dog is being released in the
UK this August. Which is nice. Allen & Unwin cut
a deal with Orion Books and
there are 500 copies of MBD due for release into the British
book-buying wild in just over two months. I've been scrabbling
around what passes for my network, trying to find a few places
that might be interested in reviewing a copy. The kind of places
that perhaps publishing companies wouldn't necessarily think of
right away. You know - ziney websitey indie-y kind of places that
would perhaps think well of a book about a malfeasant minicomic
artist and his pals the zinemaker and the spoken worder. I've cobbled
together a wee list of about seven names and addresses so far,
but if any of the find folk who read this web site have an idea
of somewhere or someone that would be up for extolling my virtues,
I'd be keen to know your thoughts. That's the contact link right
there, just above and to the right of this paragraph. I can't wait
to see if people on the other side of the English-speaking world
are going to be interested in fictional goings-on in a tiny gentrified
Australian inner-city suburb. Will the story come across as universal,
or will it be overlooked because of its antipodean origins and
strongly Fitzroy-centric overtones?
What I really need is someone from Home and
Away to hold a copy up, cover facing the camera. Maybe it
could be a clue in the current murder investigation episode that
my cursory glances at the dinnertime promos have alerted me to.
Do any of the characters on Home and Away even read?
I know the teen characters get with each other and argue and
go upstairs to listen to CDs and go to the milk bar thing where
that guy Alf works, but I'm not so sure about reading. I can
remember my friend Philippa trying for years to work a book into
an onscreen moment on Neigbours, during her tour of
duty as storyliner for that great Australian institution. Apparently
it wasn't easy. She'd suggest that a scene opened with Toadie
feet up on the coffee-table, nose deep in a book, or Dee thumbing
thoughtfully through a paperback at the coffee shop, but most
of the time the direction was cut from the final script. I think
they eventually ended up with a B-level storyline featuring Lynnie
rediscovering the joys of reading and passing it on to the other
mothers on Ramsay Street, but from what I remember of the bits
I saw of it, it all felt strangely insincere and gratuitous.
Much like the rest of the show, as a matter of fact.

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