I was reading about last week’s London Book Fair, and how it is all now so openly about money and book-to-film etc, and from there I found my circuitous way to thinking about the old-style Booker Prize, and how much people used to care, quite passionately, about who and what won it, regardless of whether or not the book had screen prospects. It now seem…
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