tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-459759060211433221.post475145872343218021..comments2024-03-05T06:12:18.739+05:30Comments on Sublimation: THE DEATH OF A BOOKSTORESublimationhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04561426211416097425noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-459759060211433221.post-45020023723083321462015-04-11T22:43:52.295+05:302015-04-11T22:43:52.295+05:30Yes, the book stores are disappearing, but in thei...Yes, the book stores are disappearing, but in their place, we have online fora that enable interaction in ways previously unimaginable. I mean, take this comment as an example: how often could a reader communicate directly with an author in the pre-internet era? I regularly follow the blogs of my favourite authors and see them respond to hundreds of comments, or conduct Reddit AMAs or do Google Hangouts or Youtube live chats, all of which allow way more people to talk to an author directly than the old book store signings. Overall, I think it is progress. Sure, I miss the smell of a physical book, but I think that's simply my need to indulge in nostalgia!Raohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10375135783979985021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-459759060211433221.post-47414039515529196382015-04-06T11:12:23.326+05:302015-04-06T11:12:23.326+05:30Buyers of books have probably been few and are get...Buyers of books have probably been few and are getting even fewer. Just yesterday, I heard the veteran Marathi playwright, Mahesh Elkunchwar, rue that getting a thousand copies of his play sold in a year was an achievement. So, he added, he never wrote with this or that purpose, much less to sell. He wrote because he felt like writing. He even described his early days of staging plays when he and a few others would simply stage a play before an audience of a couple of hundred at best in the hall of a school. Once, he said, there were only two actors and just one in the audience!<br /><br />- Kishor KulkarniAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-459759060211433221.post-25479250069619864962015-04-06T11:00:47.185+05:302015-04-06T11:00:47.185+05:30This comment has been removed by the author.Varsha Uke Nagpalhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08728878466770147072noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-459759060211433221.post-86945905371511908032015-04-06T11:00:42.220+05:302015-04-06T11:00:42.220+05:30Getting into a bookstore has been my favourite pas...Getting into a bookstore has been my favourite pastime. Looking at the display, pulling out a book,grabbing a stool and sitting down to turn the pages is bliss. I can spend hours in a bookshop without getting tired. The closure of bookshops is sad, but then in these times of crass commercialisation what else can one expect. People do not have the time to sit at leisure and read a book. It is now on the go, so e books are more convenient. The romance of picking up a book, smelling the pages, turning every page, and then placing a book mark when you shut the book, are feelings of the past.<br />Yet, I am glad that people still do read books. The closure of book stores are like closure of parks where children used to play running around by themselves. Now a lot of children go to play areas in malls.<br />"The old order changeth yielding place to new"..... <br />Varsha Uke Nagpalhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08728878466770147072noreply@blogger.com