I’ve heard that the New Yorker used to be known for the high quality of its fiction; however, in the years that I’ve been a reader (since 1989), I can’t say that the fiction is all that great. That said, there are some works that stand out as not being self-indulgent drivel and linger in [...]
Archive for September, 2005
New Yorker fiction
Posted in The New Yorker on September 24, 2005 | 1 Comment »
Herzog and Edmund Wilson
Posted in books on September 7, 2005 | 1 Comment »
The NY Times Book Review also had an article about Edmund Wilson and draws an interesting connection between Wilson and Saul Bellow, saying that “Writing a biography of Edmund Wilson is like taking one of Saul Bellow’s better-known protagonists and reducing him to a sober set of themes.” Apparently Bellow and Wilson had some kind [...]
