incapable

    Jim becomes more gently patronising by the minute.
    Yet I suppose I should be grateful that he seems
    (SEEMS - I've probably misread him) to include me
    among the writers if not the readers. The curious thing
    is that my post consisted almost entirely of a reiteration
    of another man's comments - Robbie's. My sole
    contribution was the obligatory dig at the teachers.
    (Thanks for the ref, Will, but who's Diderot? Not one
    of those plaguey Frogs, I hope.)

    Still, he IS right about me & reading. I always try to get
    the dreary business over & done with as quickly as possible.
    And I must admit that when I enter a book it's not as
    an appreciative student of the architecture & décor,
    nor a grateful guest - but rather as a cat burglar casing
    the premises for likely loot.

    While accepting the verdict of invincible ignorance, I'm
    damned if I'll be called lazy. For chap like me who reads
    with his finger tracing the lines, the massed ranks of Robbie's
    prose can be pretty daunting. But I persist; and am soon
    rewarded by an ever lightening sense of clarity - until we
    hit the dreaded Rovira Response in whose obsessional
    coilings I'm even sooner gasping my last.

    It must be me, though: me & my disrespect for 'creative
    intelligence'. For after all - as we all know - the writer
    is irrelevant.

    Scottie B.

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