![]() ![]() Unpublished works offer a glimpse of a writer struggling to be heard and find a place in a literary landscape largely indifferent to his plight. ![]() Letters of rejection and disappointment, intermingled with rare accolades and notes of acknowledgement mark the milestones of a career built on perseverance. A manuscript’s numerous editions, crossed out sections, and marginal notes of self-doubt and admonishment bespeak the thankless hours and exhausting labour spent revising, rewriting, and reshaping a work. In the wake of the writer’s absence, words become talismanic, echoing a past made present, and animating memories with the tenuous power of narrative. When a writer leaves us, we are left only with fragments to draw upon, pore over, and reassess to hold onto some aspect of his being. “Come to terms with me, I will not come to terms with you.” –Gladys Clarke’s mantra for her son, Austin, throughout his life ![]()
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