She came out of the kitchen and draped her jacket over the arm of a chair. She had large breasts. Something loud was going on in the next apartment.Descriptive powers such as these - She had large breasts - are a rare gift. One wonders if it flew like a spark from the author's imagination, a m...
At the risk of being thrown out as a judge on Project Runway, I think the emperor is not wearing any clothes here. I didn't understand what was going on, and I pretty sure that nobody else who read the book understood what was going on either, but just didn't want to let on. In particular, on s...
I am a big fan of metafiction. Every time I realise I’m going to be reading a book where the author’s workings are not hidden away but left there in full view I’m delighted. And I’m especially pleased when the book deals with the process of writing which this one does. There is little or nothing ...