The Man Booker Prize: a prestigious literary award given to the best book of each year since 1969. Thinking that these books must be pretty bloody good, I've decided that I should read them all. Exceptionally slowly. Here are my thoughts, in no linear or articulate fashion.
Saturday, 17 September 2011
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I am an awful critic. I have not the brash nature nor the literary expertise to equip me with fundamentally essential reviewing skills. I am unable to articulate my analysis in any concise or comprehensive manner. And yet I embark on this somewhat soggy challenge with honesty and intrigue and hope that if nothing else, I persuade my one or two readers to read something otherwise unread and I may spare my one or two readers from reading a book unreadable. I will gladly take the bullet in my quest for literary enlightenment. So, as dear lecturer Stephen Bending would say: onwards!
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"Fundamentally essential"
ReplyDeleteI see the degree in tautology is coming along splendidly.
"I have not [neither] the brash nature nor the literary expertise"
The English degree, on the other hand, is obviously not.