Mr Chip Rolley
Artistic Director
Sydney Writer’s festival 2010
Dear Mr Chip,
Isn’t it exciting to know that the festival is coming again in May – and the program will be announced in April ?
Thank you for your kind letter giving me the opportunity to donate money to bring more international writers to the Sydney Writer’s Festival this year. I note that you say that it costs between $5,000 and $25,000 (depending on where they are coming from – surely you meant to say ‘from where they are coming ?’ – and the class of travel). Roughly $10,000 per writer.
Well, I found this just a tad rich, Chip.
Last year I managed a return airfare to Europe for $1,380 – lets call it $1,700 including insurance and bits. OK, I admit, I was travelling cattle class. And I certainly wouldn’t wish any writer worth his or her salt to fly all the way to the antipodes in anything less than a personal Lear jet fuelled by single malt whiskey and lubricated by Krug and Beluga. And nobody expects them to camp out under the stars, sleep under a bridge or dine alfresco de Macca when they get here exhausted from their trip in from Pluto.
But the thing is, Chip, that the point of the appearance of megascribes down under is that fans will line up for hours to have a copy of the magnum opus signed by their favourite literary giant. You know, the copies for which they paid artificially inflated prices because of the ‘controlled’ import of books still famously protecting the top end of the Australian publishing industry’s authors.
Oh, and did I mention that these same faithful readers are expected to pay to get into the session so that they / we can get the opportunity to take a punt that an author might also be an informative and / or entertaining speaker ? Such persons – writers who can speak entertainingly as well as write well do exist, I know, but in my estimation they’re rather few in number, Chip.
So, for my generous tax deductible donation, what might I expect ? To subsidise the struggling Clive James’ whistle stop return to Oatley ?
And whom else ? Might we fly in an unpaid ABC contributor from the Inner west and put him up at the Hilton ?
Or should we expect the TV and radio stations, newspapers (do they still exist ?), magazines etc to offer a few bucks up as a kind of investment in their own bottom lines ?
Gosh, does the patient, munificent and cashed-up reader’s generosity know no bounds ?
Perhaps you might consider renaming it the Sydney Reader’s Festival since we get to pay for it at every opportunity ?
If I wasn’t such a generous kind of cove, I’d think you were trying to have a lend of me, Chip, and I’d have to ask you to give it a rest, mate.

Da meine alte Couch schon total durch gesessen und auch nicht mehr die schönste ist, möchte ich mir eine neue kaufen. Da meine Katze auch ganz gern mal Sofa missbraucht, sollte es aus einem guten Stoff sein, denn Leder fällt ja schon mal weg. Hat hier vielleicht jemand Erfahrungen mit Haustieren und kann mir bei der Wahl des Materials weiterhelfen?
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Bei uns zur Hause schlafen die Tieren immer drauschen oder bisweilen auf Sofa wenn es sehr kalt ist. Die beste material ist doch immer Leder, glaube ich.
Wir habe sehr alte Kuchen Stuhlen die bedeckt waren mit stro. Das war kanz schlim und unsere Katze hatte das gar kaput gemacht. Diese verruckte machine gibt mir keine umlauts, so… entschuldigung!
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Ich schlage vor, dass der beste Platz für eine Katze aus ist auf der Eisscholle und wartet auf einen Eisbären zu bekommen.
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lacheln die ganze zeit (LDGZ)
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I’m personally looking forward to “The Readers Festival” where writers throng into pubs and theatres and halls all so they can get a look at who reads their stuff and find out what they really think of it.
Or maybe there’ll be a Blogger’s Festival where throngs of people with nothing better to do fill pubs and theatres and halls filled with “opinion stations” and all get into pointless fights over meaningless off subject minutiae all delivered in the strident language of gratuitous abuse. A sort of opinion olympics where probity is less important than the style and panache with which the opinion is bruited. But, of course, no meaning human contact occurs.
Or “Twitterfest” where the whole world loses its grip in a paroxysm of obsessive compulsive tweating about nothing at all, leading to a world where everything worthwhile must be said in less than 140 characters and the demise of literature is similarly noted.
“GOOD! Books are gone for good. Too many words, ideas. Brain hurts. Can’t remember my name. Eat chocolate on couch, watch Biggest Loser.”
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Milton Berle gave a book to his young nephew for Christmas; the boy spent six months looking for where to put the batteries.
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Milton Berle, H?!?! I loved Milton Berle.
“We owe a lot to Thomas Edison — if it wasn’t for him, we’d be watching television by candlelight.”
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City backpackers for you. far more enjoyable, I’m almost certain of it, and someone here might be able to lend you Cazza for the bus.
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The writers might even find inspiration for their next book when staying at backpackers..
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That’s the idea 🙂
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I would have thought that the exorbitant prices we pay for books in Australia may contribute to author’s travel/accommodation. Just a thought.
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I find most of my books secondhand, the new ones are usually presents by family and friends…
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Thanks to ‘ Sydney Writers Festival’ we met a promising youngish Sydney writer in Enmore. It took us two hours to get there from the Southern Tablelands, I ruined my good shoes in the rain, but it was all worthwhile !
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“Youngish” – as always, the shining kindness of the Helvi.
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I sometimes mean to say something about your avoidance of end-of-sentence prepositions but it never seems to be an appropriate moment. I suppose this isn’t either. Leaving me with no smart-alec line to finish with.
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She shoots, she scores !
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