Sometime back in the 1980s I was in a bookshop on Longacre. For some reason I started flicking through one of the literary magazines there, either the LRB or the TSP I’m not sure which. Suddenly I stopped, because there was my name. Not in a review, but in the headline for an ad!
Not long before, I’d reviewed a novel by Tim Winton for, I think,
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I don't review any more - and I miss it (although not the hours!), but I was always ambivalent when my review (and name) was used as a major drive to up audiences.
Then again any good review from me was hard won - I was a particularly ruthless reviewer. :)
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It is just that when you come across your name in unexpected circumstances it is strangely disorienting.
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(Not that I mind.)
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