The blogosphere can also be a rough place for fragile ego of authors writes Pamela Paul in the New York Times about writers who google themselves to listen into conversations about their books. There's also a list of the most blogged about books of the year. Nice to see Orwell's 1984 is still very much shaping the collective consciousness.
It's for sure a funny feeling that whatever you put out about book on your blog may be visited by the author. Leon got a nice e-mail not long ago from Irish novelist Sebastian Barry, and I was thrilled to have Paul Andersen drop by and leave a comment after I'd made mention of his huge tome, Hunger's Brides back in September, when the book was reviewed by the New York Times. It does pull you up and make you realise that you need to be fair and accurate and even sound reasonably intelligent in what you write!
I fall more in love with blogging as a medium all the time. Connectivity and immediacy. Total editorial control. From my head to yours, across the city or across the world. I surprise myself by wanting to write for my blog much much more than I want to write for paper publication and get paid for it.
And I got my 30 seconds of fame when I (apparently) got quoted on the lit pages of the Guardian with a wise comment on the Booker winner!
Now tell me, how many of you google your own name every day to see what the world is saying about you? (Guilty!)