corrections

Now that I am home with my copy of the New York Times Book Review from two weeks ago, I can let everyone know that the article I mentioned in my last post was searching for the "best work of American fiction of the last 25 years," and my current dirty-book du jour, "Portnoy's Complaint," is NOT among them. However, my debacauched-darling Philip Roth did write *six* (count 'em, SIX) of the other 24 books in the running, none of which have I read. I have, however, read Toni Morrison's "Beloved," and that was the winner. Yay Toni Morrison. That was a pretty incredible book.