The Mind-Child: Remembering J.G. Ballard

Will Self

Claire worked at her computer during the days, a baby alarm next to her mouse mat so she could hear if he needed anything; then, when it was time to go to bed she took it with her. ‘When I take it upstairs,’ she wrote to me, ‘it’s as if I’m carrying his breathing self in the little plastic…


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