Awards Time. The Season To Add Feathers To Caps.

With 2007 closing up shop in two weeks, this is what I'm looking at for my Christmas list.

A nice run for fiction awards.

When actors or producers are nominated for Academy Awards, they will often break out the "oh, it's just great to be nominated."

Well...I want to win.

The Interim has picked up great reviews for 2007 and I'm interested to see how that will play out in certain novel awards and contests in the coming weeks and months.

I've been searching, off and on, for a Sports Novel of the Year Award. Of course, I guess I could just create one and give it to The Interim. At least, the growing genre of sports fiction has Male Fiction's Heaviest Hitter in the thick of it this year, with John Grisham's Playing for Pizza.



Yeah...I can take him.

Author's note: I've still yet to read Playing for Pizza but I will always back John Grisham's work. There is no crime in wildly popular just as there is no glory in being fully unpopular. I guess I'm somewhere in the middle.