'There Are Only Two Kinds Of Books: Bedside And Wastebasket'
Dostoevsky: “A third rate writer”. Eliot: “A fraud and a fake". Thomas Mann: “This ponderous conventionalist, this tower of triteness”. Ezra Pound: “Disgusting and entirely second-rate”.
No, that's not V.S. Naipaul, but Vladimir Nabokov, who made no secret of his fastidious literary tastes, especially in his letters to Edmund Wilson. In this piece, Naben Ruthum analyses his likes and dislikes.
No, that's not V.S. Naipaul, but Vladimir Nabokov, who made no secret of his fastidious literary tastes, especially in his letters to Edmund Wilson. In this piece, Naben Ruthum analyses his likes and dislikes.
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23.6.06
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Just in case anyone checks it out from this point onwards. I'm glad you seem to have read and liked it! The html changed due to the mag's initial misspelling of my last name. Thanks for the link, contact me at nruthnum"at"hotmail.com if you'd like.
-Naben
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