But I did take your advice on the boozing…
Anyway, I’m back, exhausted, and back to work. Looking forward to catching up on my blog reading tonight, and then maybe on my blog writing. But really wishing I was here: [...]
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Mysteries, December 2008–January 2009
Maritime literature, January–March 2009 Melville read-through, part I, Typee—White-Jacket, December 2009–January 2010 Whirlwind tour of Russian literature, February–May 2010 Epistolary literature, July 2009–June 2010
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I wasn’t going to write about Spanking the Maid after I read it, but then I thought, “this isn’t a family blog!” and plus I really liked it. I don’t think it’s just some kind of grotesque curiosity. Well, perhaps I do, but I’m not sure that’s anything at all bad. The first comparison [...] Thinking about regional literature the other day, I turned once more to State by State, “featuring original writing on all fifty states” and edited by Matt Weiland and Sean Wilsey. I don’t know how I managed to not read the entry on New York before—a state I know well, and by Jonathan Franzen, whom [...] “Siegfried walked over and put his arm round my shoulders. He was wearing his patient look again. ‘My dear chap,’ he cooed. ‘Just look at you. Red in the face, all tensed up. You mustn’t let yourself get upset like this; you must try to relax. Why do you think professional men are cracking [...] I’m sure any reader of Thornton Wilder’s The Bridge of San Luis Rey would put himself in the role of Brother Juniper, looking for connections and commonalities between the five people who fell to their deaths when the bridge collapsed—or at least, between any of the characters that reappear throughout the three main sections [...] “There was something in Lima that was wrapped up in yards of violet satin from which protruded a great dropsical head and two fat pearly hands; and that was its archbishop.” —Thornton Wilder, The Bridge of San Luis Rey It can be hard to blog when you know someone else has already said everything you want to. In this instance, it would be James Wood in the essay Harper Perennial included in their edition of The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie. I’ll press on in any case. Before I read the novel, I [...] Blogging has been light and will likely continue that way, as I’m off on a longish trip this Friday. I’m getting pretty antsy about it, just because I’m not a fan of being away from my own home for ten days, and it’s going to involve a bunch of travel to several different places. [...] I’m not what you would call a huge fan of Edith Wharton, but I did like her after reading The Age of Innocence and The Glimpses of the Moon. I had long shied away from Ethan Frome, though, for pretty mediocre reasons. First, the fact of its being named for a man seemed strange, [...] In Edith Wharton’s introduction to Ethan Frome, she complains of New England fiction that it fails to faithfully represent “the harsh and beautiful land as I had seen it. Even the abundant enumeration of sweet-fern, asters and mountain-laurel, and the conscientious reproduction of the vernacular, left me with the feeling that the outcropping granite [...] |
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