On Bookworm, last night, I’ve had the chance to hear a new name which, I think, will preoccupy me for a while in the next time. Walter Hopps. Dream Colony is a book about him written by the fiction editor of The New Yorker, Deborah Treisman.
And now the thing that incited me: Hopps - “art offers the possibility of love with strangers.”
That would explain something about myself.
