[Note: Please see the four prior installments (here, here, here, and here) of Elisabeth Lasch-Quinn’s “Inarticulate by Choice” series for background. – TL] By James Livingston I am gratefully bewildered by Elizabeth Lasch-Quinn’s essays on letter-writing.  That is a polite way of saying I don’t know what she’s talking about.  Or rather, I don’t (yet) see the problem she wants us to address.  My bewilderment derives, to begin with, from her conflation of the inner life and letter-writing, on the one hand, and the implicit elegy that derives from that conflation, on the other.  But it’s more complicated than that.  Read more