Saturday, August 25, 2007

a National Book Award winner

agrees with me that, despite what PW had to say in their fatuous little review (borrowing review language from the book's flap copy?? Low, my PW friends, low), J.M. Coetzee's ELIZABETH COSTELLO is not his finest work. The National Book Award winner called it, over a drunken lunch yesterday that I felt very funny to be at, "sanctimonious."

This validates my life.

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