Here’s a new series I call Hey What Should I Read? Bookmonger Nicolas (and Sarah McNally, FWIW) recommend Roberto Bolaño’s The Third Reich, available here.
May 5, 2012
August 25, 2010
"Elias Canetti, in his book on the twentieth century’s greatest writer, says that Kafka understood that the dice had been rolled, and that nothing could come between him and his writing, the day he spat blood for the first time. What do I mean when I say that nothing could come between him and his writing? To be honest, I don’t really know. I guess I mean that Kafka understood that travel, sex, and books are paths that lead nowhere except to the loss of the self, and yet they must be followed and the self must be lost, in order to find it again, or to find something, whatever it may be—a book, an expression, a misplaced object—in order to find anything at all, a method, perhaps, and, with a bit of luck, the new, which has been there all along."
— Roberto Bolaño in the essay "Literature + Illness = Illness," which is in The Insufferable Gaucho (great title), which is just out and on our fiction table.
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