Matters Concealed
I feel that I've stumbled into another impasse. I have drank heavily from DFW's early work these last 27 or so hours. I read most of The Girl With The Curious Hair and 100 pages of Broom of the System. I found such rather uneven.
I have occupied myself this afternoon with Coetzee's Waiting For The Barbarians, a brilliant diversion after a sprawling walk that led my wife and I all over this fair burg.
My leisure spawns a loathing of Clive James and his Cultural Amnesia, as enthralled as I was at the time. Given the primacy of Vienna in the book, where the hell was Robert Musil in the Aussie's trajectory?
I have occupied myself this afternoon with Coetzee's Waiting For The Barbarians, a brilliant diversion after a sprawling walk that led my wife and I all over this fair burg.
My leisure spawns a loathing of Clive James and his Cultural Amnesia, as enthralled as I was at the time. Given the primacy of Vienna in the book, where the hell was Robert Musil in the Aussie's trajectory?
posted by jon faith at
7:14 PM
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I on the other hand have worked 127 hours since the Ike Storm 2008 blew through Sunday last.
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