Boy, nothing like reading a really wonderful book and then chasing it down with a piece of really skanky, self-orbiting criticism re same. The book was The House Of Mirth; the masturbatory exercise was Salon’s.
Boy, nothing like reading a really wonderful book and then chasing it down with a piece of really skanky, self-orbiting criticism re same. The book was The House Of Mirth; the masturbatory exercise was Salon’s.
