I'm going to read that this summer. Why is it a pain in the ass?
…I love flowers I’d love to have the whole place swimming in roses God of heaven there’s nothing like nature the wild mountains then the sea and the waves rushing then the beautiful country with fields of oats and wheat and all kinds of things and all the fine cattle going about that would do your heart good to see rivers and lakes and flowers all sorts of shapes and smells and colours springing up even out of the ditches primroses and violets nature it is as for them saying there’s no God I wouldn’t give a snap of my two fingers for all their learning why don’t they go and create something I often asked him atheists or whatever they call themselves go and wash the cobbles off themselves first then they go howling for the priest and they dying and why why because they’re afraid of hell on account of their bad conscience ah yes I know them well who was the first person in the universe before there was anybody that made it all who ah that they don’t know neither do I so there you are they might as well try to stop the sun from rising tomorrow...
I have no idea what my first book was, we had a bunch of them and were read to etc prior to reading on our own. I do remember my favorite book at the library when I was young was "Benjy the Football Hero". Kind of like a "Little Giants" sort of story except nothing was organized and the "good kid" was a Cowboys fan lol. Read pretty much every Hardy Boys book the library had. Eventually I switched over to military history and Louis L'Amour probably around age 11.
Edit: We went to the local library every 1-2 weeks.
What was the first book you read of your own will and interest, rather than school etc? Go.
I meant that in the most positive way possible. It's a pain in the ass that you enjoy working through (if you enjoy modernist fiction).
It's a really difficult novel, very unkind to the reader, and features Joyce's signature experimental prose - so you have very poetic passages, neologisms, portmanteaus, and segments without punctuation. The most famous is probably the Penelope section, which is Molly Bloom's chapter. Here's a sampling:
None of the other chapters are quite this difficult to parse, but Joyce plops you into various scenarios that make it difficult to follow along, sometimes. If you're really interested in reading and want to put in a little extra work, there's a helpful text called The Bloomsday Book, by Harry Blamires. It's basically a reader's guide to the novel, and very helpful.
It seems it will be a tougher read for me than all of Faulkner's stuff. I'm not fond of such long readings but I'll surely try.
What was the first book you read of your own will and interest, rather than school etc? Go.
Anyone read this? If so, opinions? No spoilers please.
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Anyone read this? If so, opinions? No spoilers please.
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The layout of House of Leaves is a big part of how the meaning in the novel is constructed. On the one hand, it's a synthesis of form and content., very much like the poetry of e.e. cummings or the cut-up method of William S. Burroughs. When Navidson is falling in the darkness, the text falls across the page. When the hallway is closing in on Navidson, the text closes in. As Ein mentions, it builds a "house" out of "leaves" (synonymous with "pages"). The other thing with the layout is it pokes fun at academia. A majority of the lists in the footnotes are totally made up bullshit. Some people with WAY more time than most actually found patterns within the footnote lists. Johnny Truant's paranoia of completing the project yet as it's consuming him is a metaphor for pretty much any writing/scholarly endeavor. It's kind of like how "Inception" is a metaphor for film-making. For what it's worth, I found House of Leaves to be MUCH more readable than Only Revolutions and The Fifty Year Sword. I might have to re-attempt those two this summer.
It's well-realized for what it is, purposeful and thematically cohesive and all that. But it's all just an exercise, a showcase of literary acrobatics. At best I can admire the cleverness of it and that's it. I think of it as the literary equivalent of "Inception" although I suppose most people wouldn't interpret that as criticism. The experimental formatting is honestly not something I think has a place in literature, at least not the way it is utilized in HoL. The formatting is not supposed to draw attention to itself because it's not supposed to be part of the text because formatting is not something that is going to have any emotional impact on me as a reader. The fact that the book itself is implied to be a labyrinth is also an issue I have with it because it implies that it is something for the reader to literally lose oneself in. To break the fourth wall in such a way and imply that degree of reader involvement to me is a gimmick that kills all suspension of disbelief. I don't understand how someone could ever feel unnerved to the point of having to shut their closet door before sleeping by a book that constantly calls attention to itself being a book.