Sorry, couldn't resist.
Returning now to work on the aforementioned J.M. Coetzee essay, which is once again insisting on going in unexpected directions requiring more reading. (Paul de Man's "Autobiography as De-Facement" this morning. I know you're jealous.) No more blogging till it's done. Bad me.
09 November 2009
What We Talk About When We Talk About What We Talk About When We Talk About
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Raymond Carver,
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Wow! Really liked your story. But then, I've always gone for dark torrents of emotion.
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I'm waiting for "The Heart of the Heart of the X" titles to appear. They don't seem as common as the Carver references. Great untapped lit geek potential!
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