25/07/2009
Literary Fiction
Not in the mood at all for literary fiction or any kind of ornament or frivolity I pick up the proof of the latest Lorrie Moore with trepidation and despair: arch literary, arch boredom and irrelevance.
I am so ready to resent and dislike this novel on so many levels. I want to hate it.
So I start. With every word I was so looking for a fault and a note of discord.
Have I been proved wrong. It just left me in awe - not a word or comma or sentiment placed incorrectly, my faith in literary fiction fully restored in one paragraph of utterly, heart-breakingly heart-warmingly human yet transcendental writing.
God I wish I could write like Lorrie Moore. Extraordinary, inrcredible, pitch perfect.
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