Much to my personal chagrin, my least favorite book on the Booker Prize shortlist (and the longlist, chile…) won the Booker Prize last evening. What happened after was nothing short of exhausting. In one camp, you have people claiming M. John Harrison shouldn’t have won because of his low Goodreads score. In another camp, you have authors offering completely serious platitudes about never giving up, because if you get a low Goodreads score, you too could win the Booker Prize.
Enough! To paraphrase Jemima Kirke, “I think you guys might be thinking about Goodreads too much.”