Dom de Lillo writes of Brita a driven photographer. She used to photograph derelicts, but now she's switched to writers (any writers, all writers). Her lifework is a kind of ''species count'', a pictorial census of the breed. ''I'm not interested in photography,'' she tells Karen: ''I'm interested in writers.'' And Karen very sensibly asks: ''Then why don't you stay home and read?'' But we all know that second-hand isn't close enough any more. Or better say third-hand. The event or the person is first-hand. TV is second-hand. Print is third-hand.
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