Tuesday, March 30 2010
Writing a novel about writer’s block is a bit like cleaning a revolver when you’re not entirely incapable of suicide. Paul Theroux’s new book, a clumsy attempt at the mystery novel, goes off in his own hand.
Friday, September 5 2008
The ghost that haunts this trip is Theroux's younger self, whom he addresses from time to time.
Tuesday, November 27 2007
In Paul Theroux’s brackish, world-weary new collection, India is inherently unknowable and inevitably dangerous, the result of such knowledge being disappointment at best and, at worst, rape, dissolution, or death.