Authenticity as something to be cherished in itself will come into its own in a world apparently awash with fake news and other flavours of fakeness. It’s a curious quality, hard to pin down, but you just know it when you see it. In writing, a word or a phrase can niggle at you, it may even be quite a good word or phrase, but it just doesn’t belong here, in this context, now. I like the uncompromising nature of authenticity conveyed as iron.
‘His stories lack the iron of authenticity.’
Source: Vasily Grossman, An Armenian Sketchbook, trans. Robert and Elizabeth Chandler, New York: New York Review Books, 2013, p. 39
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