In his short story The Analytical Language of John Wilkins Borges famously lists a hilarious classification of animals found in an apocryphal Chinese encyclopedia. In Penser/Classer Georges Perec lists an equally hilarious classification drawn from various official documents.
It has won the PEN/Faulkner Award and it has been almost unanimously praised, but perhaps that is precisely the problem. The novel nestles itself comfortably in the nicely made corner lounge of current taste.
L’invention du monde (The Invention of the World) is a novel like no other. To say that it is ambitious is an understatement. But it succeeds in every respect.
Elizabeth Costello is not just a brilliant, moving novel, full of ideas. It is also an important novel. It questions the power of writing and answers it, in writing.
A friend recently told me she had read about a dozen books during an illness and wondered how many books she could have read if she hadn’t partied so much all her life. I have read many books and I often wonder how much I could have lived if I hadn’t read so much.