Dead to me

A hundred years ago, when I was in university, critical theory was beginning to influence the English curriculum.  A professor introduced us to Roland Barthes’ essay on the death of the author with the memorable addition that we were welcome to attempt to argue that Milton’s Paradise Lost was about scrambled eggs, if we chose. … Continue reading Dead to me

Writing, an exact mind…

Welcome to my latest vanity project. As if I don't have enough to do. Idle hands may be the devil's playground, but an idle mind is his party place. Please forgive the lack of consistency of approach. I dabble, rather.