Wednesday, December 12, 2007

what a find

A letter from Bellow. Though I have my reservations about how well some of his work has aged, you have to give it to him--the man can write a mean letter. My favorite here is "We need money on account of our vices."

In case this appears to be just so much dithering about nothing at all, let me reassure you--it is.

And, in the further case that the tiny print is too small for you to read, continue on for the smashing full text.

Oh, hooey--just read it for yourself here. The old cut and paste is too much work.

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