As
Wonkette, Ana Marie Cox gained a reputation as Washington's dirtiest online gossip mongerer, broke a minor sex
"scandal," fell in love with the
sweetest thing ever, and made fun of an assortment of the "famous for DC." She was also amazing at liveblogging speeches and debates.
She had some great material to work with. Apparently, truth and speculation are funnier than fiction. her upcoming novel,
Dog Days, for which she essentially ditched Wonkette, is getting seriously blasted. The L.A. Times took aim over the weekend, with Diana Wagman's
review:
Why couldn't I just get with the wisecracking, confidential tone of this book and have fun? Why did I find it so offensive?
She continues with what is supposed to be a reason she'd love the book, but it seems to me to be the reason she'd probably hate it regardless:
Like Melanie, I was a 20ish aide in Washington, D.C., who worked for the losing side in a presidential race. I too can tell anecdotes about Ted Kennedy and Bob Shrum. I was also inappropriately sleeping with someone on another staff and drinking too much and traveling across the country day after day in the same old tired suit.
...
I object to people who are celebrities in another field selling novels and getting lots of attention — including reviews in papers like this one — they don't deserve.
Am I the only one who thinks she sounds a little jealous? Still, when Wagner writes that the novel is "predictable" and "mean-spirited," I can believe that it's true. Which makes me sad. Almost as sad as knowing that Cox has handed over the Wonkette mantle for good.