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i read canonical literature with my family when i was twenty-five
when i was twenty-five
i read canonical literature with my family
my dad read lolita
my mom read the bell jar
my brother read portnoy’s complaint
i read infinite jest
that night we read nabokov
the next night we read plath
the next night we read roth
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“prior to” or “before”
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Your family is awesome. Nice post
clonez.
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do tell
(if your family had read ada, it would have taken this [hand][arms stretched out][hand] many “next night[s]”
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um.. yea i think we all get the reference lorian lol
HAHA IVE HAD 4 CUPS OF COFFEE I JUST COULDN’T HELP IT
lol bb i hope it was fair trade! hehe :D
this is a thing i laughed at
I’m mightily surprised no one at HTML Giant has posted yet on what may well be THE magnificent, jaw-dropping English-language work (for both the fields of poetry and fiction) of the century so far:
The Tragedy of Arthur, by Arthur Phillips (Random House, released last month, on Shakespeare’s birthday, which is, apropos, the birthday of Phillips, too). The second half of the book reproduces, with extensive footnotes, a complete play by WS, from an original 16th century quarto discovered in a Minnesota safe deposit box. As is explained by Phillips in the long, strange, enthralling introduction… Also included are fraught emails between Phillips and real-life executives at Random House, when personal and legal tensions come to burden the whole astonishing matter.
The book is a deep homage to Pale Fire, and exceeds it, conceptually, in certain ways–even if Nabokov (also born on the same day as Shakespeare and Phillips) as stylist, is singular, of course. And the new play by Shakespeare leaves Shade’s somewhat pale poem in the dust, really.
Read it and be amazed. It is a major tour de force, if that overused phrase has meaning. Our parlor-game Conceptualists of the moment should take note and reflect on some things.
I’m mightily surprised no one at HTML Giant has posted yet on what may well be THE magnificent, jaw-dropping English-language work (for both the fields of poetry and fiction) of the century so far:
The Tragedy of Arthur, by Arthur Phillips (Random House, released last month, on Shakespeare’s birthday, which is, apropos, the birthday of Phillips, too). The second half of the book reproduces, with extensive footnotes, a complete play by WS, from an original 16th century quarto discovered in a Minnesota safe deposit box. As is explained by Phillips in the long, strange, enthralling introduction… Also included are fraught emails between Phillips and real-life executives at Random House, when personal and legal tensions come to burden the whole astonishing matter.
The book is a deep homage to Pale Fire, and exceeds it, conceptually, in certain ways–even if Nabokov (also born on the same day as Shakespeare and Phillips) as stylist, is singular, of course. And the new play by Shakespeare leaves Shade’s somewhat pale poem in the dust, really.
Read it and be amazed. It is a major tour de force, if that overused phrase has meaning. Our parlor-game Conceptualists of the moment should take note and reflect on some things.
The funny stray comma after “stylist” notwithstanding!
The funny stray comma after “stylist” notwithstanding!
The always-original Phillips has outdone
himself in this clever literary romp. Successfully blending and bending
genres, he positions himself as a character in a novel that skewers
Shakespearean scholarship, the publishing industry, and his own life to
rollicking effect. Poised on the brink of literary history, Random House
is about to publish a recently discovered Shakespearean play that had
languished for centuries until unearthed by Phillips’ own father, also
named Arthur Phillips. As literary executor of his father’s estate, the
younger Arthur is invited to provide a brief introduction to this
masterpiece, detailing the often questioned provenance of the play and
his own eccentrically dysfunctional family in the process. Oh, by the
way, the play, complete with scholarly notes, is also appended. Who
wrote the play? Was it Arthur Phillips or William Shakespeare? How much
truth does an author actually reveal in a fictional memoir? How low will
a publishing company sink in pursuit of a literary coup? Does a play
within a novel ever make sense? For the answers to these and other
burning questions, you simply must read the book. High-Demand
Backstory: Phillips, who has been on everyone’s radar since the
publication of Prague (2007), continues to intrigue and
amaze.–Flanagan, Margaret Copyright 2010 BooklistCLEVER LITERARY ROMPROLLICKINGBLENDING AND BENDINGSIMPLY MUST READ
You could have (and still could) put a comma after the close-parenthesis mark, setting off the adverbial phrase “as stylist” (= ‘in the manner or category of his being a stylist’). – so maybe it was the earlier comma that strayed away.
Ha ha ha – the other mention I’ve seen of this book is also blurbful: The New Yorker “briefly noted” the novel a couple of weeks ago (May 2; royal-wedding gag on the cover). “[…] this exuberant chimera of a novel […] his best trick is to balance a moving story of familial and romantic love on a deliberately unsteady fictional edifice.”
The microreview is fair and balanced by “the full five-act play itself, a virtuosic counterfeit” being called “something of a bore”. You might wonder how electrifying the microreviewer would find, say, Love’s Labours Lost.
ack – apostrophe astray
I know, deadgod. But it seems better without.
Wish we still had Elizabethan punctuation.
On your stray apostrophe above: I keep doing that with Finnegans Wake.
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It’s like when someone says “that’s embarassing” and misspells “embarrassing.” That’s how I felt about this comment. Just painful.
Bro . . .
That was a record for time-with-no Tao Lin posts for this site, but I’ll give Jimmy a pass since it’s Jimmy (one pass)
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wallace is canonical? is that the joke? :D