Marguerite Duras' most famous novel, The Lover, asks whether there can be a personal solution to a political problem.
[Trigger warning: talk of suicide and despair, including a disturbing picture.] Why did I read four (well, three and a half) biographies of Stefan Zweig in a row? The short answer is, I’m not sure. The long answer will take us through train rides, insomnia, paragraph-structure, marriage, suicide, political despair, and then leave us where the … Continue reading Why did I read four biographies of Stefan Zweig?
The light in my bathroom, where every day I read for a while in the bath, recently broke. So I read Thomas Bernhard’s Gargoyles by candle-light. Bernhard was notoriously antagonistic to plot, which isn’t to say that nothing happens in his books. In Gargoyles The voice of the narrator is that of a young man … Continue reading Gargoyles, by Thomas Bernhard