I’m a plodding blogger. I never hear about a quiz meme while it’s still cool. But I thought that this one over at bibliographing is pretty neat, and I figured what the hell: Using only books you have read this year (2009), answer these questions. Try not to repeat a book title. Describe yourself: The [...]
“My friends here esquivent the Bones for the more part,” wrote Samuel Beckett, “which means the bolus has gone home.” Anthony Lane explores an edition of letters full of prose that is “too deeply mired in private nudges and expostulations to be enjoyable.” “Few writers have excelled him in the arts of second-guessing and self-dissatisfaction:” [...]
Roger Ebert day-dreams of a life on the balcony, as things come to an end. “One of these days I shall tackle the rest of Baudelaire,” wrote Walter Benjamin to his friend Max Horkheimer, in a last letter from Paris. Samuel Beckett adamantly refused be taped. Against character, I decide not to watch this tape [...]
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