Rorschach
I've been sitting here in the office alone with some sushi whilst everyone else is out for lunch reading "Spook Country", the new novel by William Gibson. The passage I was reading concerned the details of a dream the heroine has until interrupted by a 'phone call. In the dream, she is walking down Monmouth Street in Covent Garden towards Seven Dials, a walk I did this very lunchtime. She looks at the coffee shop I get my morning cappuccino from every day. The 'phone call she then takes informs her that the owner of the magazine she is working for has the same name as a character from Gibson's last book, "Pattern Recognition". The heroine of that book wore a Buzz Rickson's MA-1 USAF black bomber jacket, an example of which I just picked up on eBay. As "Spook Country" seems largely concerned with the intrusions of the virtual and the imagined upon the real world I begin to wonder how many more weird connections between my day to day life and this book will occur. What does William Gibson know that I don't?
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The University here has a huge fiction writing program - where Kurt Vonnegut, John Irving and even Tennessee Williams learned their craft. So, I have that feeling a lot when reading books by those writers who attended the workshop and write about my small town.
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