Neil Gaiman in Sydney
Saw Neil Gaiman in conversation with Wil Anderson at the Sydney Town Hall tonight. Part of the annual Sydney Writers' Festival, which runs through all of this week.
Asked a question (the only female to do so, I think) about -- of all things -- his blog.
(If you're one of those people who are pretending to be Neil Gaiman on the net: he knows about you, and he doesn't like it.)
After queueing for over an hour, he signed my copy of "Endless Nights".
*tired but happy*
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From The New Yorker.
- I can't seen to let go of this rat: Anthony Lane DEMOLISHES The Da Vinci Code.
Are they reading “The Da Vinci Code" because everybody on the subway is doing the same, and, if so, why, when they reach their stop, do they not realize their mistake and leave it on the seat, to be gathered up by the next sucker? Despite repeated attempts, I have never managed to crawl past page 100. As I sat down to watch “The Da Vinci Code,”therefore, I was in the lonely, if enviable, position of not actually knowing what happens...Stumbling out from the final credits, tugging nervously at my goatee, I was none the wiser.
- John Updike (also of The New Yorker) reviews Peter Carey's latest, "Theft: A Love Story".
Asked a question (the only female to do so, I think) about -- of all things -- his blog.
(If you're one of those people who are pretending to be Neil Gaiman on the net: he knows about you, and he doesn't like it.)
After queueing for over an hour, he signed my copy of "Endless Nights".
*tired but happy*
~~~
From The New Yorker.
- I can't seen to let go of this rat: Anthony Lane DEMOLISHES The Da Vinci Code.
Are they reading “The Da Vinci Code" because everybody on the subway is doing the same, and, if so, why, when they reach their stop, do they not realize their mistake and leave it on the seat, to be gathered up by the next sucker? Despite repeated attempts, I have never managed to crawl past page 100. As I sat down to watch “The Da Vinci Code,”therefore, I was in the lonely, if enviable, position of not actually knowing what happens...Stumbling out from the final credits, tugging nervously at my goatee, I was none the wiser.
- John Updike (also of The New Yorker) reviews Peter Carey's latest, "Theft: A Love Story".