There’s a nice write-up about Edward P. Jones and The Known World in The Salt Lake Tribune, similar in tone to others that have popped up about the author, and which uniformly seem to portray him as a writer’s writer.
The book was a finalist for the National Book Award, was named a notable book by the American Library Association, won the National Book Critics Circle Award and recently capped it all off by winning the Pulitzer Prize for fiction.
Lots of writers will say they don’t really care whether their work is reviewed (yeah, right) or whether they make a lot of money (yeah, right). Jones, though, really makes you believe in the pure and unadulterated allure of writing, in all its solitary grace and torment.
More about Jones here.