This morning I watched the movie “Capote’ again. I got to thinking afterwards that we are being robbed of some culture by this villain called The Internet.
I think people socialized in person more back then. I think that artists hung around more with other artists. I think the internet isolates some of us while we are working writing, we might miss out on a chance to help out fellow artists, and possibly mentor another Capote. Remember, Capote’s genius was self taught, he vowed he would never set foot into a classroom as a student, yet his writings were brilliant. Breakfast At Tiffany’s anyone?
Anyway- rant over. The internet is great for instant gratification, but I would love to be in a room full of great and even not so great writers to feed off their energy and.. well.. egos.
Oh- and the headline quote is Capote's.
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You could be Henry Miller and I could be Anais Nin. Meet ya in Paris.
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