Lausanne-based Erinrose Sullivan is a senior marketing executive and analyst who helps businesses make sense of the digital world. She works as a strategist across various sectors including the telecom, gaming and entertainment industries. Libby O’Loghlin asks her about post-digital content, and if there’s any such thing as a Zeitgeist.
Over the past few years there have been huge shifts in the way readers (as well as gamers and viewers) use digital devices. How would you describe what’s been going on?
Quite simply : A revolution in the way we engage with content. We now have entertainment, information, news and shopping at our fingertips. It is incredibly powerful and also distracting. Continue reading →
Melinda Nadj Abonji, Adi Blum and Ulrike Ulrich are the initiators of a new writers-in-exile programme for Switzerland. Jill talked to Adi Blum, of the Swiss German PEN Centre to learn more. All images courtesy of Helge Lunde at ICORN (International Cities of Refuge Network).
Vietnamese writer Song Chi found a safe haven in Kristiansand
The Swiss German PEN Centre is a member of PEN international. PEN promotes literature and defends the freedom of expression. A consulting member of UNESCO, it is one of the most renowned international literary associations, consisting of 144 centres in 102 countries. The Swiss German PEN Centre was founded in Basel on the 2nd April 1979.
In 2009-2010, Germany’s sales of ebooks were around 1.5 million, representing 0.8% of the German book market. Around two years behind the trends in the US, the market began to expand, at first slowly, then it mushroomed. Industry experts predict that for the year 2014-2015, ebook sales will reach over 60 and will account for 25% of all book sales in Germany.
JJ Marsh talks to editor Susanne Weigand and independent author, blogger and journalist Matthias Matting. Continue reading →
On a quiet Zurich cross street, where the most colorful buildings resemble skin tones, Daniel Nufer stands on the sidewalk with a cigarette in hand. As he talks to a young couple from the apartment block next door, he begins edging backwards, past the glass storefront and vintage suitcase stuffed with books, until he reaches his ashtray. It shows signs of earlier use which, by extension, suggests the table and empty chairs aren’t there for show, either. The whole scene is dated, almost pastoral, and for a moment I am confused. Because the last time I checked, I lived in a city of bankers and the year was twenty-fourteen. Continue reading →
I recently uncovered a ghastly secret: David Nicholls, actor and writer, thought Wuthering Heights was ‘an insanely over-praised piece of nonsense’. Within seconds, I found myself wide-eyed and tumbling through the over-analytical mind of my early twenties. Surely there was an explanation for his obvious mistake. Surely he must have been in a bad place at the time of reading: Stressed about an upcoming exam? In the midst of a break-up with a particularly narcissistic other? Or perhaps it wasn’t him at all; perhaps it was me. Perhaps I was in a particularly wonderful place at my time of reading (which, upon reflection, I indeed was). If this is really the case, the implications are enormous. Our love of Wuthering Heights has very little to do with the text itself. I found myself revisiting a much-debated concept in the history of critical literary theory: that the author is dead. Continue reading →