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In the Dark, With the Light

“When he woke in the dark and the cold of the night he’d reach out and touch the child sleeping behind him.”  The hypnotic rhythm of The Road begins from its very first line – a line that I didn’t … Continue reading

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On ‘The Road’

Gone is the horror and the majesty.  Gone are the four Horsemen and two great beasts.  Gone, too, are the Woman and the Son, and the Tower and the Wicked one.  In Cormac McCarthy’s novel of the end of the … Continue reading

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