Chick lit? Sick lit, more like…

January 23, 2012 at 7:32 am | Posted in books, Literature, technology | 2 Comments
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I’ve just read a fabulous article by Helen Rumbelow about the decline of chick lit on Times Online (it’s so freshly pressed that no Google result exists for it yet).  The way we read is clearly changing, and it is obviously no longer acceptable to female readers to be targeted in a patronising and divisive fashion. WH Smith would’ve cheerfully continued to have a section labelled Women’s Fiction, had two offended young women not complained about it.

What I found most interesting about the article was the male chicklit authors suggesting that men rather than women formed the greater part of their readership. Moreover, the invention of the ereader has enabled these men to read these chick lit novels in secrecy, safe in the knowledge that no city boy will laugh at their reading matter on the Tube. One massive disadvantage the ereader creates, however, is a loss of community in the act of reading. If you can’t tell what a stranger’s reading, how can you ask them if it’s any good?

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The eReader

January 20, 2012 at 8:53 pm | Posted in books, German literature, internet, technology | Leave a comment
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Imagine, please, for a moment, that Bernhard Schlink is writing The Reader now.  And it goes a little something like this:

1) Michael meets Hanna, is violently sick. She cleans him up, he does a runner when he realises she’s ogling him naked.

2) Michael sends Hanna an ecard to thank her for clearing up his sick. She tweets him to say come over.

3) Michael gets himself all dirty repairing Hanna’s Mac.  They have passionate sex and then sext at regular intervals for weeks afterwards.

4) Michael begins reading to Hanna from his Kindle. It is compulsory for all German school children to have Kindles.

I don’t think I can bring myself to continue.

The EReader: coming to a bookshop near you soon.  Loving it? No, me neither.

I think that I might be in love….

January 15, 2012 at 6:26 am | Posted in love, technology | 1 Comment
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….with my IPhone. I am regarding it as a child would a very beautiful, shiny new bike.  I am looking at him and I cannot believe the things he can do (Nobody does it better….).  I am in awe of his sleek edges, his ironically mechanical sound when I type, his QWERTY keyboard, his text messages wittily displayed in speech bubbles in the manner of a graphic novel.  And I would rather play with him than sleep the soundest sleep. Something very strange is happening to me.

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