bowdler, the unfortunate result of a lost bet, perhaps? I do have my theories, the most elaborate involving young Patsy Berton and a grade school art project.
JRSM, much as it reminds me of a piñata, I miss Berton too much to grab a stick. Wonder where the thing is today. Here's hoping its not in the Keele Valley Landfill.
A writer, ghostwriter, écrivain public, literary historian and bibliophile, I'm the author of Character Parts: Who's Really Who in CanLit (Knopf, 2003), and A Gentleman of Pleasure: One Life of John Glassco, Poet, Translator, Memoirist and Pornographer (McGill-Queen's UP, 2011; shortlisted for the Gabrielle Roy Prize). I've edited over a dozen books, including The Heart Accepts It All: Selected Letters of John Glassco (Véhicule, 2013) and George Fetherling's The Writing Life: Journals 1975-2005 (McGill-Queen's UP, 2013). I currently serve as series editor for Ricochet Books and am a contributing editor for Canadian Notes & Queries. My most recent book is The Dusty Bookcase (Biblioasis, 2017), a collection of revised and expanded reviews first published here and elsewhere.
I wonder what Mr Berton thought of this cover. I can imagine him on the phone - "Jack, what the hell!"
ReplyDeleteAaaaaaaaaarrrgh! Kill it!
ReplyDeletebowdler, the unfortunate result of a lost bet, perhaps? I do have my theories, the most elaborate involving young Patsy Berton and a grade school art project.
ReplyDeleteJRSM, much as it reminds me of a piñata, I miss Berton too much to grab a stick. Wonder where the thing is today. Here's hoping its not in the Keele Valley Landfill.