The National Book Awards were announced Wednesday night, and the winner for fiction was Jesmyn Ward’s “Salvage the Bones,” (review here) a novel about a black community in Mississippi devastated by Hurricane Katrina. Stephen Greenblatt took the nonfiction honor for “The Swerve,” an account of the rediscovery of a work by the Latin poet Lucretius and what it meant for civilization. (Read The Seattle Times review here.)
And now, readers of books and this blog, a question: some in the publishing industry feel the finalists and winners were “eat your spinach books” — ones that are thought to be good for you, but not necessarily well-read. What do you think?