A provincial hack's commonplace book
This "staff pick" card, found in an Islington bookshop, pimps A Void, Adair's virtuoso translation of La Disparition, in words that honour its famous lipogrammatical constraint. OK, so that's not a wholly original trick - a critic or two had a go at it on first publication - but it's still not a thing that many of us would think to try in such tight conditions. Bravo Adam, I say.
Labels: Books: Fiction, Criticism, London
The image at the top of this sidebar is a bronze fountainhead from Cressing Temple, Essex, by Steven Morant. It also happens to be the present blogger, aged 16; he counts himself very lucky to be the sculptor's nephew. The font so poorly used in the blog titlepiece is Underware Unibody 8 Italic; fans of the foundry will be reassured to hear that I'm no relation of theirs.
3 comments:
Although the pendant in me feels driven to point out that 'e' is not in any sense a 'grammatical tool'.
True that. "Tool of communication", maybe? But we know what he means, and why he can't use "semantic".
Also, the pedant in me says: pendant?
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