Reading

I read ceaselessly, so as to be none the wiser

All of the Above

The self is

(a) Nothing
(b) An archipelago
(c) A fine mist

The Pleasures of Insanity: Fleur Jaeggy's Writing

In other news, Fleur Jaeggy is one hell of a good writer. Hers is the sort of writing that is dismayed by expectation; it is easy to judge her unkindly. Bravely, she surrenders - surrender to the artifice of emotion. "Sweet Days of Discipline" is deeply unsatisfactory. Yes, it's deep, and that distinguishes it.

Do you think that's a very uninformative review? Well, she's written a very uninformative book. I hope to have done justice to it...

An interesting tidbit about Jaeggy: she's married to Roberto Calasso. How to construct the person from the writer - that endlessly absorbing puzzle.

Lost Again

Each time it's ecstatic.