Lee Konstantinou
This is a question I have been sleeping on, fitfully. I finished The Emperor’s Children last night and I really wanted to be able to post a wholly enthusiastic assessment of it here, but I can’t. First, let’s get rid of business. This is a book that has to appear in the epilogue of my … Continue reading Is Claire Messud Wearing Any Clothes?
This is a question I have been sleeping on, fitfully. I finished The Emperor’s Children last night and I really wanted to be able to post a wholly enthusiastic assessment of it here, but I can’t. First, let’s get rid of business. This is a book that has to appear in the epilogue of my … Continue reading Is Claire Messud Wearing Any Clothes?
What should the critic of postironic fiction (i.e., me) make of this American Scholar article by Melvin Jules Bukiet? You can see it from Manhattan if you look carefully across the East River. You can even go there if you follow a young couple (he’s got a goatee and she has a ponytail) onto the … Continue reading Enter the Snark
What should the critic of postironic fiction (i.e., me) make of this American Scholar article by Melvin Jules Bukiet? You can see it from Manhattan if you look carefully across the East River. You can even go there if you follow a young couple (he’s got a goatee and she has a ponytail) onto the … Continue reading Enter the Snark
I finished reading William Gibson’s newest novel, Spook Country, a few days ago and have been trying to figure out how I feel about it. It is one of the few books I have eagerly scooped up in hardcover, I loved his Pattern Recognition so much. The promise of another book set in what can … Continue reading Spooky
I finished reading William Gibson’s newest novel, Spook Country, a few days ago and have been trying to figure out how I feel about it. It is one of the few books I have eagerly scooped up in hardcover, I loved his Pattern Recognition so much. The promise of another book set in what can … Continue reading Spooky
I’m back in San Francisco–blogging from the Que Tal cafe on Guerrero and 22nd. My long summer of traveling is finally at an end. This has been perhaps my craziest and busiest summer on record. I spent two weeks in Singapore, two weeks in Jakarta, more than three weeks at the Ransom Center at UT … Continue reading The End (of the Summer) is Nigh
I’m back in San Francisco–blogging from the Que Tal cafe on Guerrero and 22nd. My long summer of traveling is finally at an end. This has been perhaps my craziest and busiest summer on record. I spent two weeks in Singapore, two weeks in Jakarta, more than three weeks at the Ransom Center at UT … Continue reading The End (of the Summer) is Nigh