![]() ![]() In the novel, which tells the story of a white writer who claims a dead Chinese friend’s manuscript as her own, the industry’s dark side is satirised with delicious cynicism: how authors are questionably packaged and marketed how bestsellers are often selected in advance and boosted with money long before they hit the shelves and how marginalised authors and staff are ignored, belittled and underpaid. Her new thriller, Yellowface, could only have been written by an author familiar with the idiosyncrasies of the publishing industry: its petty politics, its bad faith, its best intentions gone hilariously awry. Then again, she wouldn’t have been able to. ![]() “I f I were a debut writer, I wouldn’t have dared to write this book,” Rebecca F Kuang says from her home in Boston. ![]()
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