W. Kandinsky: "There are no 'musts' in art." T.S. Eliot: "There is no freedom in art." Dostoievski character, after the ancient Middle East epigram: "Everything is permitted." (R-rated weblog. Since one has been advised there is no Literature anymore, or even literature, only writing, one proceeds on the premise that this weblog qualifies as not-meaningless, since it is, or appears to be, a form of "writing." Image: Banksy.)
Tuesday, December 2, 2014
Letters / J. Barth
A hideous academic novel that will make you wish you never learned to read. A reliable conduit to repeated occasions of frustration and unhappiness. A failed attempt at I don't know what.
Posted by Richard McNally at 1:39 AM
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