A personal grudge or possibly just a bête noire. There are people in public life whose books I might be tempted to review in similar vein. Not always for a reason clear outside my head.
He does. But I fear that I feel about him what a lot of people do about, say, Rupert Murdoch or JK Rowling, and that this is based on little other than the ridiculousness of the public profile.
That Will Lloyd review is quite something. I’m not saying he’s wrong. But it’s… quite something.
It reads like a personal grudge being publicly settled. I have no idea as to whether this is the case, but that is how it comes across.
A personal grudge or possibly just a bête noire. There are people in public life whose books I might be tempted to review in similar vein. Not always for a reason clear outside my head.
I worry sometimes that I get worked up into a miniature frenzy by how ridiculous these people seem. Jolyon Maugham, for instance.
Oh, I don’t think you’re alone on that one. He makes it very easy with his fox-culling, kimono-wearing, case-losing ways.
I cannot help it. The classic writer’s curse.
He does. But I fear that I feel about him what a lot of people do about, say, Rupert Murdoch or JK Rowling, and that this is based on little other than the ridiculousness of the public profile.
There you go again, with your scepticism and your rigorous self-examination.