I was just reading Harlan Coben’s latest novel, Caught, and one of the characters thinks of going to Facebook, but she says she is too old for that (she’s in her early 40s , I think). But then, she realizes that she knows many people even older who are there, and she needs to get started. Was she thinking about me, at 75, loving it? It has nothing to do with age. It has to do with temperament. I love meeting people, reconnecting with old friends, surprising others, being in touch with my daughters daily!!!! All this happens thanks to Facebook.
So, it is even more puzzling for me that there are people who are what I call “Facebook phobic”, who don’t want to have friends inviting them, or who knows why. I learn a lot from people in Facebook – the latest news, be it politics, films, books – everything.
To make matters even better, one of my favorite writers, Daniel Silva, has several sites on Facebook, and thousands of his followers are eagerly awaiting the publication of his latest book, The Rembrandt Affair, in July. We discuss many aspects of his books with him and with each other, and we have become a loyal community.
Blogs are fine, and I have mine here, but am outgoing, and Facebook connects me with the world. I have just found out through Facebook, for example, that one of our friends from Urbana (from the good ol’ University of Illinois), will be participating in an event in Paris on the 16th of June at 7:00PM – the Festival at the jardin de Boutroux. Shame we can’t be there to hear her singing her songs…