The publisher prints the genre right on the cover — FICTION — lest there be any doubt, but those who treat J.M. Coetzee’s Diary of a Bad Year as a novel may undervalue the forty-four fierce, penetrating commentaries penned by its protagonist, a…
December 2007
by Jeff McMahon We saw them first from behind, my uncle Heywood and I, as we strolled on Marsh Street near the Downtown Centre. First we just saw her. He might as well have been a pillar or a tree. She danced in her walk as though her life were a…