It's the book, not the writer

The bigger you are, as they say, the harder you fall, and in the fickle literary world, no one has fallen harder lately than Junot Diaz, a writer whose work I loved so much that I gave away multiple copies of The Brief and Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao. Accusations of sexual misconduct have landed him in a kettle of roiling disgrace, so much so that the Pulitzer Prize Committee is reconsidering the award it gave him for that novel.

In Canada, the writer Joseph Boyden, author of Three Day Road, Through Black Spruce and The Orenda experienced a similar tumble from grace, not because of sexual misconduct, but for having claimed to be a First Nations writer when it is doubtful that much First Nations blood runs in his veins at all.

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