And while they certainly still take place — giving writers and editors a chance to eye one another warily across crowded rooms — book parties are decidedly not what they once were. "I think they're practically passé, book parties, don't you find?" said Nan Talese, the publisher of Nan A. Talese/Doubleday, whose mellifluous voice itself seems to hark back to a more lustrous era.
And here I thought I was just moving in the wrong circles. You know—the ones where all the junior industry wannabes go to drink overpriced beer, and look warily at each other, wondering who has the better job, who's getting invited to the real parties?
Guess it's a good thing I can still get cheap opera tix, and air the little black dress every now and again.