Beyond The Jungle Book: Kipling, Orwell, Rushdie and me
What Kipling's critics get wrong about his writing
I was a bookish sort as a child. It was a tendency encouraged by the fact that we didn’t have a TV, which was rare among my peers even in the 1970s, and books formed such a large part of my emotional life that they became a deeply rooted part of my identity. They still are, really.
Looking back I think the suspension of self I experienced in books was pe…
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