Authors, like teenage girls, hate each other, and while this is mostly banal, expressions of it can occasionally be entertaining in a mindless-drivel kind of way, rather like The Expendables or the upcoming political conventions. I would like to report that the titular letter (via Word and Film), a 1970 bit of flamebait from Burroughs… Read More William S. Burroughs’ Boring, Prophetic Hate Mail to Truman Capote