In Blanchot’s essay ‘The Experience of Proust’, says Steve at This Space, literary criticism and great art become simultaneous. Doesn’t something similar happen in Steve’s essay on Richard Ford, now up at Ready Steady Book?
In Blanchot’s essay ‘The Experience of Proust’, says Steve at This Space, literary criticism and great art become simultaneous. Doesn’t something similar happen in Steve’s essay on Richard Ford, now up at Ready Steady Book?
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