The blog “Notes from Classy’s Kitchen” recently cited my essay on Stone Reader.
ClassyDee makes the interesting assertion that the documentary about the search for author Dow Mossman – who wrote one well-reviewed book and then basically disappeared – sounds like a novel by Paul Auster: “Like in Auster’s book(s) it unfolds as an obsessed search for something, an elusive bit of Americana, a search for the creator of some obscure but significant cultural artifact.” Now why didn’t I think of that?
