In his book length essay The Lost Art of Reading, Los Angeles Times book critic David L. Ulin confronts a dilemma when his teenage son Noah, during an ordinary conversation over dinner, declares that literature is dead. For a man
In his book length essay The Lost Art of Reading, Los Angeles Times book critic David L. Ulin confronts a dilemma when his teenage son Noah, during an ordinary conversation over dinner, declares that literature is dead. For a man