Friday, March 02, 2007

We Made the Telegraph!

It makes you realise that even in the parts of the world where our politicians have singularly failed to make an impact - or made a negative one - British literature can sneak in, appreciate other cultures and show them what we have to offer. ... Sitting in the Central Market in Kuala Lumpur, I feel as though being a British novelist is the best job in the world.
Novelist Louise Doughty writing about being at our Night of the Living Text event at Central Market in the Daily Telegraph!

You know you're doing something right when an event you organise here makes the British press!!!!!!!

Now, when's the next one?

(Pic of Louise nicked from the Telegraph)

15 comments:

the legend said...

the british invasion is here to stay..
anyway, I love the beatles...
serious...

bibliobibuli said...

i invaded and conquered. prepare for recolonisation (by book)

Chet said...

Looks like the reverse is happening and it's the Malaysian invasion overseas!

bibliobibuli said...

damn! you could be right, chet!

lil ms d said...

YAYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!

boo_licious said...

Congrats!!!

Kenny Mah said...

Either way it's fine. More books! More writers! More readers! (The old man tells of a time when evil magicians would make books disappear. But for every book that was lost, ten books sprung up to take its place...)

Chet said...

Kenny - sounds like the opening for a great magical story there. More, more! I wanna read!

Kenny Mah said...

Uhm, Chet, that's basically it... Curse me and my short, short, really short stories... :P

animah said...

Kenny,
Here's a twist, make the protaganist the evil magician - he's not really evil just plain ignorant and he believes that books are evil because they contain porn, or magic, or are about deviant cults, or say that communists fought for independence of this country, so he believes he is fighting for the greater good by destroying books. Show his angst over every 10 books that appear. In his fight, he accidentally reads one, then another, and thinks, hey there could be something about these books, realisation dawns that books can be good after all. He changes and becomes a book publisher.

animah said...

If Louise Dougherty should read this, my 3 year old daughter looked at her picture and said "beautiful lady!".

bibliobibuli said...

it's a nice pic which really captures her well, isn't it?

Kenny Mah said...

Oh, Animah, I believe you have the synopsis for a rather interesting story. You should write it yourself, seriously, and then share it with all of us bibliophiles...

(Or bibliobibuliphiles, considering our overt stalkerisms...)

The Angry Medic said...

Ooh, you made the Telegraph! Nice. I would've caught the article, and my chest would've been bursting with pride, if I'd actually had enough of a life to be able to read the papers.

I'm all in support of more British writing in Malaysia instead of all that American stuff we get in our bookshops nowadays (anyone else noticed this?) It's spoiling our spelling and endangering the government's plan to promote better English amongst youth. Damn those Yankees!

(I'm only kidding, I love Americans. Their girls can't keep their hands off me when I cross the Atlantic to see them. *bada-BING*)

Anonymous said...

(The old man tells of a time when evil magicians would make books disappear. But for every book that was lost, ten books sprung up to take its place...)

But he keeps doing it, because it's the only thing he knows. Soon the world is covered in books, books overflow from windows and doors, flood the roads and rivers, and then it goes on. People and cars (and even some houses) are mowed down and crushed by books. And still it grows. Sooner or later you can't see the world from space because it's all BOOKS.

Later on, aliens from another planet, viewing the spectacle, will call it book-spewing planet. There'll be an asteroid field, except that it wouldn't be full of rocks, it'd be full of books.

Book will fly past planets and disintegrate as comets. Books will fly past planets and disintegrate in their atmospheres. Astronomers will give them new names. Instead of Halley's Comet, we'd the have "Les Miserables" comet, and the "Hard Times" comet, and... :)