No knock on anyone else, but until you’ve been read by John Clute you might not have been read at all.
Archives for January 2017
I always look forward to seeing Rick Kleffel in San Francisco. It’s one of the best conversations a writer on book tour could hope for, and he and I have been carrying it on intermittently for two decades now.
My piece on the wake of the election, from the LRB:
It compared our current situation to a Philip K. Dick novel, among other things.
Then I added a postscript, here:
Twenty years of schooling and they put you on the dayshift.
Thirty years of vomiting cats and they put you in the Beinecke Library.