It was the book itself that resisted me
My problem surfaced with Updike’s “Self Consciousness: A Memoir,” a book I seemed destined to like but that, somehow, had always resisted my earlier attempts to read it. My ambivalence about “Self Consciousness” really had nothing to do with Updike’s work. It was the book itself that resisted me. The city has many notable landmarks, including the Roebling Suspension Bridge, ...
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