Inner landscapes of loss and wasted lives

If someone were to hand me a novel saying that its subject was loneliness, cruelty, and a wasted life, I would not seize it and run off to my secret reading place as I would have when I was young and had a taste for literary desolation and woe. Still, I am here to praise two books that might be ... (Full article: 1100 words)

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