If you are fortunate enough to have your overlong, overshared essay of thwarted l-u-v chosen for the NYT's Sunday Modern Love column, you might very well land a book deal. That's what Doree Shafrir finds in the Observer this week—no fewer than nine have been signed so far. (Not everybody finds the column an irresistible recruiting opportunity, however: "I read the Styles section religiously, but my eyes glaze over the Modern Love column," said an editor at Random House. "I assume it's going to be a woman getting over her divorce.") But those make the best books! [NY Observer]