It was at this point I discovered Nathanael West. Although all his books had been published in the 1930s, they seemed to anticipate the America that was throbbing all around me, with its violence and disappointments, its spiritual emptiness, its foolishness and its freaks.
Tuesday, December 10, 2019
One writer meets another …
… Paul Theroux - Born in the USA | Literary Review | Issue 482. (Hat tip, Dave Lull.)
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