You know like when you're stroking a cat and it suddenly decides it doesn't want to be stroked anymore and it scratches you? How do we harvest the revolutionary potential of that?
You know like when you're stroking a cat and it suddenly decides it doesn't want to be stroked anymore and it scratches you? How do we harvest the revolutionary potential of that?
Actually haven't read Wretched yet. I just think the writing's really pretty and moving. Although it is a bit florid. At least it's not like French post-modernist levels of difficult and bad.