Anonymous Siri Hustvedt's novels, to me, are like the literary equivalent of Edward Hopper's paintings: portraying that haunting sense of abandonment and alienation in an anonymous American city landscape. Coincidentally, both ... Read More
Anonymous S.H. owes some of this to her husband, Paul Auster, or does he owe some of himself to her? In either case, the novel is a great read, and ... Read More
Anonymous Siri Hustvedt's novels, to me, are like the literary equivalent of Edward Hopper's paintings: portraying that haunting sense of abandonment and alienation in an anonymous American city landscape. Coincidentally, both ...
Read More
Anonymous S.H. owes some of this to her husband, Paul Auster, or does he owe some of himself to her? In either case, the novel is a great read, and ...
Read More