Unblinking At Malcolm Gladwell

The other day while Aaron and I walked away from Whole Foods at Union Square, I caught a glimpse of my first celebrity sighting in NYC.

Malcolm Gladwell (left) the New Yorker writer and author of The Tipping Point & Blink, was walking and talking with a companion - just an armslength away from me.

I knew it was Gladwell because his hair gave him away.

My first two seconds of thinking would have sent me running into his path to say: "Oh my gawwwwwwd you're Malcom Gladwell. I've read your work!!! Can we have coffee one of these days to talk about writing and your books...I'm a reporter writer too, from Singapore."

That dialogue was played out in the inner speakers of my head.

In my 3rd second of thinking - I thought about what XYZ told me the other day. No one stares or gawks at celebrities in NYC. "It's just way too uncool." I thought it strange cos many New Yorkers (and many elsewhere in the country and world) would go home in the evenings to watch celebrity news on TV or scour through trashy gossip mags or check out gawker.com

I succumbed to my 3rd second of thinking. And am kicking myself now. Kinda.

I should have in Gladwell terminology: Blinked.

(Other authors I'd love to Blink at... Jonathan Franzen & Michael Cunnigham)