Tuesday, January 6, 2009

--Also read As I lay dying, but I'm not sure I got it and my mind was poisoned in advance by faulkner's disparaging comments about the book himself

Alwaystrying to fit too much into one post



That's a nice little book. Picked it at random one day in store.

"He touched Mr. Gold's shoulder. 'That man'll get his,' he said. 'He'll get what's coming to him. Count on it.'" The short story form? Dont' understand it. didn't think much of the book, at first in author only seemed to see asshole fathers who I've known. Why? But you know when you get into it. Then you're hooked. That's what a good one does for you. Because...
Jesus, I can't explain it, or anything. Its like if I want to explain how the stories interlink and make you think and feel like you've just lived and left fiften other lives, I would have to just copy the stories out I guess. BUt its something I'm trying to understand slightly better. The why. Been meaning to write about this.



Now I'm just trying to get started. Maybe I should have read broom of the system first. Haha. This also short stories, although as fucked up and on crack as they can possibly be, as you likely already know. This also though defies explanation.
This blog is actually beginning to seem in my eyes a failure because when I bring up a book I seem to have nothing to say but, "now you read it." Of course I am beginning to believe in the futility of all things.

So I will copy out the First story on page 0:

A radically condensed history of postindustrial life

When they were introduced, he made a witticism, hoping to be liked. She laughed extremely hard, hoping to be liked. Then each drove home alone, staring straight ahead, with the very same twist to their faces.
The man who'd introduced them didn't much like either of them, though he acted as if he did, anxious as he was to preserve good relations at all times. One never knew, after all, now did one now did one now did one

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