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39 Books: 1989

Nowadays I would be put off reading a book labelled controversial and exciting gossipy attention o…

39 Books: 1988

This is one of my most surprising discoveries in second-hand bookshop trawls in the far off days wh…

Ultimate things: The Aphorisms of Franz Kafka

Although we are unmusical, we have a tradition of singing     Josephine the Singer, or the Mouse F…

Axe-books of the year

A book must be the axe for the frozen sea inside us , says Kafka in the famous letter. I wondere…

The Imperative to Write: Destitutions of the Sublime in Kafka, Blanchot and Beckett by Jeff Fort

"My compulsion to write does not occlude the uselessness of filling pages with words" wri…

Kafka: The Years of Insight, by Reiner Stach

You have made me unhappy. I bought your "Metamorphosis" as a present for my cousin, bu…

A world without feeling

I don't know how people can read an emotional novel. Unless the reader is hoodwinked into thin…

An everyday afterlife: Knausgaard revisited

A question arises from my breathless response to volume one of Karl Ove Knausgaard’s My Struggle :…

Despair all you can; it's a mistake not to: Dogma by Lars Iyer

I think we ought to read only books that wound and stab us. Kafka's letter, sent one hundred…

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