Thursday, January 12, 2012

Hanging out ...

... Twitter - the virtual literary salon | Books | guardian.co.uk. (Hat tip, Dave Lull.)

... maybe it's trivial to know that Salman Rushdie loves Carrie Fisher, quotes Clive James and is looking forward to seeing Hari Kunzru and Tom Stoppard at the Jaipur literary festival, but knowing random bits of information about people one admires just is, for whatever reason, enjoyable. It's like being friends with them, except they have no idea who you are, but it doesn't matter because this is still closer than you'd ever normally get. The illusion of intimacy is fun, providing you remain aware that it's an illusion.

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