Fresh on the heels of digittante's own encounter with Nigerian 419 email fraud, Salon offers up a critical analysis of their literary merit, "which lends credence to my humble belief" you'll enjoy it.
Well coiffed Zadie Smith offers grooming advice from the road to America's literati brat pack.
"...R.E.S.P.E.C.T. Found out what it means to me..." sings M.J. Rose on her e-book woes and how she became the unwilling "Queen" of digital publishing.
All's well that ended, for the world-watching Eudora Welty
After too much time, finally a new Doctor WHO story released over the web only. Rock on, BBC!
Tracking the "cultural transformation" of a brain-drain he finds so "intoxicatingly liberating", one Briton ponders "what good are intellectuals?"
Get to know Robert Walser, the Swiss writer "of course created by another writer" and his unknown ouvre.
The new Junglebook delivers SMS updates from the expedition searching for the lost plateau of the Brazilian jungle.
Spanish architect (and vegetarian) Antoni Gaudi insisted that "chickens and turkeys were chloroformed, greased and quickly cast in plaster before coming around again" when he created the facade of Sagrada Familia.
Was Herman Miller saying sex "isn't pretty, is it?" with Tropic of Cancer?
A 30-by-10-foot mural painted by art students was "whitewashed over the weekend" by school administrators who then fired their teacher. Let art be free! say we at digittante.
Don't see Speilberg's new film "A.I." until you read the story it's based on.
Saul Bellow's "tabloid for literates" endures into it's fourth decade, much as digittante endures into it's fourth year.
"Ultimately," this "became the story, but that story was an illusion, based on things that were never said, never written, and never even considered."
"How did we wind up in such straits? To answer that, we have to look back to the roots of today's commercial Internet, the heady days of 1994 and 1995."