I couldn't avoid it. Yesterday, the only book the Internet seemed to be talking about: Tao Lin's Taipei. And if I didn't know there were a world outside the glowing box, I might have thought the tomb was the only thing that existed.
First, writer Jade Shames live-tweeted the book, with a response for every page:
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Then came the reviews. The Times. Even Elle. The aggregation in his own blog, which I saw all day on his own Tumblr, and the tweets on my own stream:
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It was even Tao Lin day over at Thought Catalog, which was something my mind couldn't really process.
Is this a sign from the universe that I should get cracking?