A review by lnprad
The Man Made of Words: Essays, Stories, Passages by N. Scott Momaday

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Do you derive pleasure from reading some iteration of "We are made of stories, language, words," of "Events happen in place," of "Take notice of landscape," in a queasy sincerity, skimmed off the surface of some supposed deep-well of spirituality, oh again and again and again? If that's your jam, you've found your raspberry. I, clearly, am not even in the kitchen.