The awkward art of the smitten word
The only thing more common than bad sex? Bad writing about sex. A novelist describes the dangers of the smitten word.
Isherwood's overflowing diaries are in need of a thorough edit.
ALTHOUGH IT HAS been nearly a decade since Roberto Bolaño’s death, he has been publishing at an enviable clip. His latest book, Woes of the True Policeman, is not even his first this year: last spring there appeared The Secret of Evil, a collection of nineteen largely unfinished stories.