CRAFT by D.P. Watt
“The only books he read were books about the making of books.”
Yes, books about the making of books, not about the writing or reading of them, although at least this single sentence quoted above — about reading books as well as making them — was obviously once written and has now been read. A sentence as part of a matchless literary apotheosis written about all three processes mentioned above, processes that end with a sheer osmosis of themselves translated into the most colourfully numinous experience possible by the magic of what I infer to be agonising methods of tactile and cerebral stigmata upon something by itself.
Above is the start of my review here: https://dflewisreviews.wordpress.com/2021/07/06/infra-noir-2020/
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