This has never happened to me (not surprisingly, given the size of my
readership) but I've often fantasized about it. Surely you should have
introduced yourself, don't you think? Or at least asked her if it was any
good.
Best wishes
Matthew
-----Original Message-----
From: Anthony Lawrence <[log in to unmask]>
To: [log in to unmask] <[log in to unmask]>
Date: 28 March 2001 01:57
Subject: Re: STIMULUS: THE READER
>Hobart being as small as it is, I guess what happened
>a couple of weeks ago is not so amazing: I was at a cafe,
>working on a poem as it happens, and I looked up to find
>a woman at a nearby table reading my novel. Her facial
>expression, as she read, remained neutral. I was both
>intrigued and horrified. Vulnerable. I had to leave,
>with a smoketrail of curiosity following me: was she
>enjoying the book or was she bored? I'll never know.
>The 4th wall was replaced as quickly as it had been removed.
>Tangible proof that there's one reader out there.
>
>Anthony
>
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