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...Case Book of the cunning man himself, Dr. Jonathan Hullah, and thus allows itself all the quirks of a personal journal. Dr. Hullah's account, folding over itself in time again and again, is ostensibly a set of notes intended to result in a great book, "an anatomy of fiction" the doctor will write: a study of the great books and the diseases within them. But the journal is much more interesting than the study could ever be, we suspect, and the result turns out to be, more or less, the good doctor's autobiography. It's hard...
...developed quite a bit of his own philosophy, which will be suspiciously familiar to devotees of Mr. Davies. Doctors are kinds of priests and priests are kinds of doctors. Priests are kinds of poets as well, and Dr. Hullah begins to think about writing his great "Anatomy of Fiction." What else could we expect? Esme Barron and Conor Gilmartin, as well as Hugh McWearie, reappear from Davies' last novel, Murther and Walking Spirits; old Dunstan Ramsey steps out of The Deptford Trilogy for rather a lengthy visit, joined as well by his friend Boy Stanton (referred to in passing...
This is not to say that McIntyre and Moore doesn't stock novels and science fiction. The owners buy some, but they are selective in their choices. The fiction section is no larger than that of any other subjects: poetry, travel books, philosophy, Byzantine history, archaeology, advanced math, history of science, Greek, Latin and more...
...editor of The Very Inside, an anthology of Asian and Pacific Islander lesbian and bisexual women's fiction, Lim-hing discussed her experiences in Jamaica, where she was born, and in France, where she completed her graduate work...
...jaunty and straightforward as its title, Moo allows Smiley to turn literary and stylistic cartwheels all around the gym. She writes course-catalog entries, student-fiction papers and newspaper articles (even in Spanish). She masters billionaire talk, bovine-cloning monologues and the shrewd counsel of black elder sisters. In its easy virtuosity and wicked glee, Moo is rather like one of those comic novels in which John Updike gives himself a holiday from more draining work. And if Moo finally has more of a target than a point, it never allows us to forget that, in a certain context...