The Fly
While settling in and to avoid the appearance of mothballs, here’s another Mansfield. And while this isn’t the first time we’ve rocked her boat, she’s a voice so nice I’ll read her unspliced.
While settling in and to avoid the appearance of mothballs, here’s another Mansfield. And while this isn’t the first time we’ve rocked her boat, she’s a voice so nice I’ll read her unspliced.
Am almost too beat to read this evening, but like dear Mr. Neave, I press on. Enjoy a crackling, hoarse, stammering attempt to clamber through Katherine Mansfield’s An Ideal Family, one of the great short stream-of-conscious experiments. Some nights, when I can sleep, I have clay-puppet-wrestling-match dreams of Mansfield and Va. Woolf, and if only I had a television and