DEEP CUTS
The New Yorker|January 16, 2023
Franz Kafka’ diaries reveal a writer who was antic as well as agonized.
BECCA ROTHFELD
DEEP CUTS

Literature usually reaches us in its finished form, when it has already ossified into irrevocability. By the time a book is bound and printed, it is easy to forget that the words were once in motion. Franz Kafka’s fitful fiction provides a reminder. Most of his work was published posthumously, through the efforts of his best friend, Max Brod, and much of it still bears the marks of its author’s uncertainty. Kafka finished none of the three novels he started, and his final attempt, “The Castle,” leaves off abruptly midsentence.

この記事は The New Yorker の January 16, 2023 版に掲載されています。

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