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<url><loc>https://livesteven.com/2026/04/26/should-we-ever-regret-taking-the-risk-of-giving-a-straight-answer-to-a-queer-question-in-her-new-novel-my-year-in-paris-with-gertrude-stein-a-fiction-deborah-levy-examines-amongst-other-thing/</loc><news:news><news:publication><news:name>Steve_Bamlett_blog</news:name><news:language>en</news:language></news:publication><news:publication_date>2026-04-26T07:34:45+00:00</news:publication_date><news:title>Should we ever regret taking the risk of giving a straight answer to a queer question? In her new novel, &#8216;My Year in Paris with Gertrude Stein: a fiction&#8217;, Deborah Levy examines, amongst other things why: &#8216;Stein had put so much in the way. In the way of understanding. She did not believe in it&#8217;. The narrator of the novel continually asks: &#8216;What is it?&#8217; of numerous &#8216;its&#8217; that are so often getting lost to good, ill or mixed ends. What&#8217;s wrong with being always understood?</news:title><news:keywords>dailyprompt, dailyprompt-1918, writing, books, book-review, fiction, gertrude-stein, my-year-in-paris-with-gertrude-stein-a-fiction, deborah-levy, modernism</news:keywords></news:news></url></urlset>