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Taxpayers must pay the freight for over-budget train projects
Topic - Peter Ackroyd
The third volume of T.S. Eliot's letters shows the poet and critic in a period of transition. Readers of the unauthorized biographies by Lyndall Gordon and Peter Ackroyd tend to think of Eliot as either the effete Francophile of "Prufrock and Other Observations" or the austere self-professed "classicist in literature, royalist in politics, and anglo-catholic in religion" who wrote "Ash-Wednesday."
Stephen King revitalized the genre of horror novels and stories 30-some years ago. Now there's a vampire on every bookstore shelf, and unspeakable things dredged up from cemeteries reign as beloved culture heroes. What's the gentle reader to do?