Oh where art thou, Editor Sir?
Three things:
1) From his sudden and now lengthy silence, I reckon Chris’ PC has blown up.
2) Arthur Miller has died. That is, he has not passed away. Odd how this euphemism is used for a supposedly realist playwright. I say supposedly. Death of a Salesman is cringemakingly sentimental. This is not to imply that Miller was anything but a fine man. It’s a shame he can’t have the immortality this awful play has, and let it die instead.
3) I’ve posted a blog on notebook-fetishism at This Space.
Other Splinters posts of interest:
- More Posing A couple of months back, SPIKEďż˝s edit…
- Journalists writing about books about writing
- SF Writers Sting Supposedly Traditional Publisher
- That Space
- Public Notebook
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