More on Nancy Huston’s Infrared
Okay, let’s follow up last post’s “First” with at least one more ordinal . . . . For “second,” I give you Nancy Huston’s Infrared. I’ll say right away that this would not be the…
View PostOkay, let’s follow up last post’s “First” with at least one more ordinal . . . . For “second,” I give you Nancy Huston’s Infrared. I’ll say right away that this would not be the…
View PostAfter I’ve finished a book, I don’t put it back on the shelf until I’ve registered something about it on this reading blog. Occasionally I manage to write several hundred words of response, analysis, perhaps…
View PostSixty pages in, I’m loving J.J. Lee’s The Measure of a Man: The Story of a Father, a Son, and a Suit. Precise, lyrical writing that moves between sections on cultural history (of men’s wear…
View PostPhotos taken in Belleville, 2011 — posted about here and here and here I’m reading Nancy Huston’s Infrared, following its rather densely interior narrative (I’ll contradict myself, I suppose, in mentioning its descriptions of Florence, of Italian art,…
View PostI’ve decided there’s no good reason to separate my more academic reading out of the more recreational, and that this is a good spot to spark my summary of/response to scholarly texts — it’s an…
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