There isn’t that much Twilight in the talk I gave at the Climacus Conference last weekend in Louisville and there are two helpings of Coleridge and St. Maximos the Confessor, so I understand this isn’t for everyone here. Those of you who are interested in why human beings read, though, and who suspect that reading novels and poetry makes us more human may find it interesting. I try to explain how our suspension of disbelief when entering into a good book helps us conform the soul to reality.
Your comments and corrections, of course, are coveted.
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