Mostly we read because it pleases us, but sometimes what we read is not “pleasing”, or “enjoyable” but we don’t stop just because the going gets rough. There is some other reward that is not related to our simple understandings
Day-peep
Words are toys, and Mark Forsythe of The Inky Fool knows how to play. Just got The Horologicon to review. Happyhappy, because I so enjoyed his previous book The Etymologicon. The Horologicon is organised around our wakeful times and it
COLUMN: Violence to the reader
Violence has many modes. Subtle, sly and underhand. Overtly, erratically aggressive, or relentlessly “gently” teasing. It is the unquestioned daily terror of powerful institutions against individuals, and the small daily terrors of weak individuals displaying their intellect, muscle or money
COLUMN: That’s it!
Before analytical cogs shift into gear, before thought and response, feelings arise in the reader of a novel or a poem. If I do not know what I am about to read – bring no expectation except a wish for
Spectacles: a whinge against the inescapable
These days it takes until around midday for the parallel sleep scars just above the outer edge of my left eyebrow to disappear. My face remains creased longer and longer. This amuses me. The slow sloppiness of the body’s droop