Eoin Purcell
book/daddy (A new find for me) has a great but unsettling post about exactly how rare it is to find stimulating book chat in your daily life. I have taken a large chunk from the piece but it is much better in the whole:
Actually, books have rarely been a topic of conversation in offices or parties — unless it’s among a select group of people who just happen to be avid readers and who happen to have read the book under discussion or at least read reviews of it or perhaps an interview with the author or perhaps even just an earlier work by her. If you think about that, you realize how small or rare such a happenstance would be. If you’re already hammering away at your keyboard to tell me how wrong I am, how you enjoy such casual bookchat everyday at work, you must realize how fortunate/educated/isolated you are. It’s a chief reason people join bookclubs or attend literary series in the first place: They don’t have enough ordinary literary discussion in their lives, so they have to organize some.
January seems to be moving along nicely (thank god!)
Eoin

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