Why would a writer bother with a text containing sentences like: “It is on this level that the phenomenon specifically is manifested, that is, a creation wherein the created object is given as object to its creator.” It can do nothing for a writer’s skills or thinking process. It’s hermetic nonsense. I’d scribble in the damn book, too.
Sorry man. Check out Gass’s The Tunnel pg. 569-79. Ten pages of enough candy to give Roald Dahl a pang of envy: “The best kind of candies were those which coated the tongue so it looked red or brown or green in the mirror, and whose flavor lay in the mouth like an Oriental rug–mint, say, and chocolate intertwined…[F]or me it was a mouth of the soft inviting sort one would later so hungrily kiss that tongues tangled and teeth got mixed; it was even the mouth of a whale, say, where Jonah in and the fishes lived for a while–mouths in a mouth–before being swallowed or sieving out; it was the mouth of a cave which was redolent with spices and oils and other pungents, a cavern of smooth pastes and granulations, syrupy walls…” etc. Hershey wrappers as condoms, breasts of merengue, and on and on.
I compiled a descriptive bibliography of 18th and 19th century books once. Two things were learned: marginalia in Latin is always cool; students have been practicing their signatures for many, many years. Oh and a third thing I learned from a faint pencil scribble found in an 1801 edition of the complete works of Virgil: someone identified only as KSW has a big dick.
I compiled a descriptive bibliography of 18th and 19th century books once. Two things were learned: marginalia in Latin is always cool; students have been practicing their signatures for many, many years. Oh and a third thing I learned from a faint pencil scribble found in an 1801 edition of the complete works of Virgil: someone identified only as KSW has a big dick.
The most impressing: “Hey, don’t write in the book”
All right, fess up. Which one did you write?
No “Sartre Fartre” comment?
Why would a writer bother with a text containing sentences like: “It is on this level that the phenomenon specifically is manifested, that is, a creation wherein the created object is given as object to its creator.” It can do nothing for a writer’s skills or thinking process. It’s hermetic nonsense. I’d scribble in the damn book, too.
Writing in the margins of books belongs to a tradition, too.
I love marginalia.
Did you read the next sentence?
this was nostalgic
“It can do nothing for a writer’s skills or thinking process.”
Is there anything that one could substitute for “it” that could make this sentence true?
candy?
Sorry man. Check out Gass’s The Tunnel pg. 569-79. Ten pages of enough candy to give Roald Dahl a pang of envy: “The best kind of candies were those which coated the tongue so it looked red or brown or green in the mirror, and whose flavor lay in the mouth like an Oriental rug–mint, say, and chocolate intertwined…[F]or me it was a mouth of the soft inviting sort one would later so hungrily kiss that tongues tangled and teeth got mixed; it was even the mouth of a whale, say, where Jonah in and the fishes lived for a while–mouths in a mouth–before being swallowed or sieving out; it was the mouth of a cave which was redolent with spices and oils and other pungents, a cavern of smooth pastes and granulations, syrupy walls…” etc. Hershey wrappers as condoms, breasts of merengue, and on and on.
damn. although, impressive.
I compiled a descriptive bibliography of 18th and 19th century books once. Two things were learned: marginalia in Latin is always cool; students have been practicing their signatures for many, many years. Oh and a third thing I learned from a faint pencil scribble found in an 1801 edition of the complete works of Virgil: someone identified only as KSW has a big dick.
I compiled a descriptive bibliography of 18th and 19th century books once. Two things were learned: marginalia in Latin is always cool; students have been practicing their signatures for many, many years. Oh and a third thing I learned from a faint pencil scribble found in an 1801 edition of the complete works of Virgil: someone identified only as KSW has a big dick.
kittens?