Just picked this up. Ever read it? What did you think?
Is this the best novel set in New England?
What do you guys prefer? I plan to pass on my books so I buy hard cover copies and try to take good care of them. Paperback just seems to get worn even if you're careful with it. Inb4 ebooks
>I was vexed and confused. The trip was beginning to seem tiresome and reckless, the cold was uncomfortable, the ride furious, and the result impalpable. And afterward--the cogitations of a sick man--if we did reach the indicated goal, it wasn't impossible that the centuries, annoyed at having their origin infringed upon, would squash me between their fingers, which must have been as age-old as they. While I was thinking along those lines we were gobbling up the road and the plain flew under our feet until the animal became fatigued and I was able to look more calmly at my surroundings. Only look: I saw nothing except the vast whiteness of the snow, which by now had invaded the sky itself, blue up till then. Here and there a plant or two might appear, huge and brutish, the broad leaves waving in the wind. The silence of that region was like a tomb. It could be said that the life of things had become stupidity for man.
>Had it fallen out of the air? Detached itself from the earth? I don't know. I do know that a huge shape, the figure of a woman, appeared to me then, staring at me with eyes that blazed like the sun. Everything about that figure had the vastness of wild forms and everything was beyond the comprehension of human gaze because the outlines were lost in the surroundings and what looked thick was often diaphanous. Stupefied, I didn't say a word, I couldn't even let out a cry, but after a time, which was brief, I asked who she was and what her name was: the curiosity of delirium.
>"Call me Nature or Pandora. I am your mother and your enemy."
Is he the best american writer we have?
Anybody have a chart for getting into DFW?
Essential Latin American literature?
What the fuck am I supposed to do after I started with the Greeks?
what pose/face will you use for the back of your novel?
pic related is me
>muh bland protagonist
>muh heartwarming interracial friendship
>muh irrelevant adventures
Veneration of Twain is one of the roots of modern society's intellectual stalemate.
I'll take on your bait OP
What makes him bland?
literally every single one of those adventures served as a social criticism of America during that time
Huck Finn is pretty top-tier m8. If not for the satire but for the comfiness too. Above all you really get a sense for Mark Twain's intense love of his country. His descriptions of life on the river are memorable and beautifully written IMO.
Can someone come up with examples of satirical, surrealist or comedic works of macabre or gallows humor?
What the hell is Westward the Course of the Empire Takes Its Way about?
I can imagine
LM: Isn’t Armageddon the course you set sail for in “Westward”?
DFW: Metafiction’s real end has always been Armageddon. Art’s reflection on itself is terminal, is one big reason why the art world saw Duchamp as an Antichrist. But I still believe the move to involution had value: it helped writers break free of some long-standing flat-earth-type taboos. It was standing in line to happen. And for a while, stuff like “Pale Fire” and “The Universal Baseball Association” was valuable as a meta-aesthetic...
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I just finished reading pic related and I actually find myself agreeing with themes and ideas. So I was wondering what /lit/ thought of it, or even just the works of Ayn Rand in general.
Does love actually real?
I just reflected over it because I just finished Stoner, and the relationship he had with Edith was so fucking lame but seemed realistic, that I'm wondering how much of it is analogous to modern relationships.
If it is, than love literally doesn't exist.
Love is just a societal anchor. Without anchors it's harder to control the public. Love and the things that come with it (kids, fashion, housing, cars, food, ect) make it easier to maintain power over the commoners. The idea of someone wanting to spend their entire lives with you sounds like an amazing thing, but it's false.
Love is the greatest con on mankind.
What the fuck was his problem?
Hm, a marxist of jewish extraction was obliged by a political party which represented everything he hated, to interrupt his life, work and academic career, leave his home country where he had a gratifying social life and career, skip out for a period of many years, and return to the country being rebuilt after these people who represented everything he hated had finally been defeated. I wonder if I could somehow imagine myself in someone else's shoes for discussion, regardless of whether I agree with their ideas.
Is /lit/ concerning animals and nature deemed "childish"?
Is there any author of respectable prose?
Pic related is a personal fav of mine and Aesop's and the work of Jack London are enjoyable but I've yet to see them hailed as some other /lit/
If you're alright with nonfiction, this has some beautiful passages about nature.
I'm fine with nonfiction. Just read pic related and whilst it isnt particularly flowery, it was informative.
Reason I ask is i enjoy writing about fictitious animals as i do people. I just wonder if people hear its a book about animals and immediately dismiss it as Disney-esque.