[Redbook6:156][19881026:1617b]{A
Writing Career? [continued]}[26th
October 1988]
19881026.1617
[continued]
A
curious impression came across, of the TV panellists,* and later of
many of the Booker congregation – an impression of deathly
unhealthiness: pale, tired, dyspeptic, sick, not enough fresh air,
noses buried in books, etc; and, more significantly, of a curious
unreality, a lack of experience of things, events and people, a
willing divorce from, and assumed superiority over, the networks and
interstices of everyday life as it is lived by everyday people.
This
is a surprising thing for me of all people to say about them of all
people, if it is accepted not to arise out of jealously or
frustration; but it is true that this is how they came across to me.
Nor was there any jealously or frustration on my part that I was
aware of, merely an awareness of the barriers these people by their
nature, assumptions and behaviour constitute in my path; but although
I am slightly embarrassed to record that I felt a little superior to
them, I recall with no embarrassment that I felt detached and at
ease. Television does not, on the whole, suit book persons.
*[See
last previous entry]
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