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A critic without space to spread himself hesitates to pronounce downright for a particular book. A critic engaged in the dangerous art of creating the
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wants room to hedge, and in the newest journalism there is no room to hedge. So the critic refrains from the act of creation. He imitates the discretion of the sporting tipster, who names several horses as being likely to win one race.
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Among the books of the year are Blank, Blank, and Blank, he says. (But what he means is,
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The book of the year is to be found among Blank, Blank, and Blank. ) Naturally he selects among the books whose titles come into his head with the least difficulty; that is to say, the books which he has most recently reviewed; that is to say, the books published during the autumn season. No doubt during the spring season he has distinguished several books as being
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