Brown wins the Trillium, Smith comes clean about publishing “hotties,” and Atlantic Canada Reads moves into the home stretch

June 24, 2010 by · 1 Comment 

Remember way back in January, when yr. humble correspondent wrote about the apparent sexism in literary awards and best-of lists that tend to disproportionately reward male authors and ignore their female counterparts? Remember the Charles Taylor Prize shortlist that precipitated that post, the one that was the exclusive domain of four middle-aged white dudes? Remember more recently, when I pointed to the surprisingly robust (seven-title) shortlist for the 23rd annual Trillium Book Award, which featured six women and one lone man (the same middle-aged white dude who won the Charles Taylor Prize, in fact)? Well, the Trillium winner was announced at a luncheon in Toronto today, and the $20,000 prize was awarded to … Ian Brown, the lone nominee in possession of a Y chromosome. (Brown beat out heavyweights Alice Munro, Anne Michaels, and Margaret Atwood, as well as short-story writer Alexandra Leggat and novelists Emily Schultz and Cordelia Strube.)

Now, I don’t want to suggest that Brown won because he is a man. That would be ludicrous. His book, The Boy in the Moon: A Father’s Search for His Disabled Son, has been a critical and commercial success, and had already won the B.C. National Book Award for Non-fiction in addition to the Charles Taylor Prize. The jury that awarded him the Trillium was composed of two women, editor Meg Tayor and author Ibi Kaslik, as well as poet Robert Winger. I have no doubt that they made their decision based on literary merit alone (and the usual horse trading that goes along with a three-person jury). Still, the fact that the lone man in a seven-person field emerged victorious will not do much to quell the rumblings of institutional sexism that have been heard in some literary circles recently.

And speaking of sexism, Russell Smith, charging in where angels (and weak-kneed devils) fear to tread, has a column in today’s Globe and Mail in which he posits that Canadian publishing is replete with – how does one put this delicately? – women of a certain pulchritudinous nature:

From our point of view, it’s hard not to have a constant crush on all these gorgeous 32-year-olds with graduate degrees from McGill. At the moment, since I’ve just published a novel, the most important professional contacts in my literary life are my editor, my agent and my publicist. By a fluke not unusual in publishing, each one of these happens to be shockingly beautiful. And of course bookish, fashionable, sophisticated, funny, all the rest. Totally unbelievable hotties. Honestly, I don’t know which one I am more in love with. And you have to spend time with them, not just talking about how long the sex scene should go on but also about how brilliant you are. And you have to go to all those fancy awards dinners with the free bar and all the backless gowns. How does a guy cope?

It doesn’t take a genius to figure out that Smith is engaging in a kind of Martin Amis-esque provocation here, and the fact of the matter is that if you cut through the deliberately exaggerated rhetoric, he makes a couple of good points. Men (at least, healthy heterosexual men) are attracted to members of the opposite sex. In a professional situation, the smart ones exercise the kind of self-control that human beings are known for (much of the time, anyway). Having said that, the fact that Smith frames his discussion in the context of the recent sexual harassment scandal at Penguin Canada leads one to the inevitable conclusion that the use of the term “unbelievable hotties” and the attendant declaration of lust represents, at the very least, an error in judgment. In a more troubling vein, it lends credence to the notion that men value the women in publishing more for their bodies than their brains, which is exactly the attitude that needs to be overcome if we are ever to move past the divisive events of the last few weeks.

On a more positive – and completely unrelated – note, Chad Pelley’s Atlantic Canada Reads competition has kicked into high gear. The books have been chosen and defended, and voting has begun. The six candidates in contention are:

Lisa Moore’s February, defended by Trish Osuch
Kenneth J. Harvey’s Blackstrap Hawco, defended by Perry Moore
Lesley Choyce’s The Republic of Nothing, defended by Stephen Patrick Clare
George Elliot Clarke’s George & Rue, defended by Matt Stranach
Darryl Whetter’s The Push & The Pull, defended by Nicole Dixon
Kathleen Winter’s Annabel, defended by Laura Repas

It shouldn’t be hard to guess which of these titles yr. humble correspondent is pulling for, but in case you’re wondering, you can mosey on over to Salty Ink, where a few literary types give brief pitches for their favourites from this dirty half-dozen.

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One Response to “Brown wins the Trillium, Smith comes clean about publishing “hotties,” and Atlantic Canada Reads moves into the home stretch”
  1. Shawn says:

    Is it just me, or is it a bit weird that the person defending Kathleen Winter’s book is a publicist from House of Anansi?