I sit here, on Friday 20th January typing away at non-PhD work to rest my eyes from all the reading I’ve been doing of late. My working bibliography thus far comes to near on four full pages, and most of these aren’t exactly what you’d call ‘easy’ books (Agamben, Foucault, Derrida, Deleuze etc.). Plus there are all the novels I’ve been re-reading ready to integrate with the philosophy.
Yet still I feel like I haven’t read enough. Continue reading