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The bad deal

What a shame. A celebrity author who is hurt – or perhaps merely surprised – he doesn’t feature on any best books lists. Despite his books being liked by children!

Good grief.

Not DW this time, but his namesake David Baddiel, about whom I’ve previously said not altogether lovely things. I note how naïve I was, now that I’ve read this blog post by Gareth P Jones. (Who, incidentally came up with a very similar title to his post. Great minds.) Gareth is an actual children’s author. The not rich kind.

The kindest and fairest thing I can say to Mr Baddiel is that he might be quite a good author of children’s books. I don’t know, obviously, not having been supplied with a copy when I didn’t want to engage in one-sided publicity for him. However, there are a lot of quite good authors out there. And they can’t all make the best lists, no matter how much they wish.

I know this because I very recently looked through my 2018 books, and having only read somewhere between 100 and 150 books, some of which don’t qualify for best of Bookwitch rules, I had to discard a big number of really excellent books. Books I’d enjoyed a lot. Because I’d enjoyed a few others even more.

That’s how lists work. It’s rather like winning Wimbledon. They are playing because they are the best, and they don’t finish until the bestest of them all has beaten the rest.

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Bad(diel and) Bookwitch

There’s no point in trying to play it safe, as has become obvious in the last few days.

A couple of weeks ago I referred obliquely to a celebrity children’s book. I was asked to do an interview with the author, but on second thoughts I decided against, because he didn’t have time to take part in this publicity the way I’d like.

I knew next to nothing about David Baddiel, so had nothing bad to say. Or good. After googling him, I found him to be a pleasant looking man, and as he has previously written a few adult novels, I’m thinking he might not be a bad author, even of children’s books. The topic – choosing your parents – doesn’t appeal, but then I’m more parent than child, and would rather not be unchosen by mine.

Guardian article

Reading the Guardian Family last Saturday I discovered David had had time for them. At least to pose for a very nice photo. The interview might have been a phone one, for all I know, and is sufficiently padded that it could have been pretty brief. And I guess the article writer hadn’t read the book.

If I’d got access to David, I would have. And let’s be honest, I was only vaguely interested in the whole thing because he’s a bit famous (while not being Katie Price). And because I didn’t know him or his work, I felt that might make it fun.

Apparently he did a radio interview about the book as well. That’s fine. His publicist got him a lot of attention, as she should do. I just don’t know why I was asked. I don’t get paid. I need something in return, other than a book. To meet people I have chosen myself is my main reward. Having ‘unknowns’ thrust upon me, I need to feel there is something a wee bit different, even outstanding, about my victim.

And they do need to reciprocate a little in effort. I will travel, and meet up, and write up, in return for as little as twenty minutes in person. Stupid of me, I know.

David seems like a nice man. Which is nice. Just too busy. Which for his sake is probably also nice. I’m also busy, so it was for the best that we were busy being busy at the same time.