Marc Simonetti: 'Maud'Dib's Throne Rome' (depicted in Dune Messiah).
"It could've housed the entire citadel of any ruler in human history [...] the faraway domed ceiling must surpass anything ever before attempted. Everything spoke of engineering genius."
We all know the usual suspects of modernism. Woolf, Joyce, Pound, Eliot, Mann, Barnes, etc.
But who do you think are the unsung needle-movers of literary modernism?
Looking to flesh out that era of my reading.
GRAVITY'S RAINBOW in one concise photo: a justice-evading Nazi reclined comfortably in his American government office, with the entire lineage of his collusive life's work displayed behind him.
Second model to the left should tell you everything you need to know.
Today I visited a bookshop in my home city in which every bottom shelf in the fiction section is dominated by copies of Infinite Jest. I find this hilarious and distressing.
[1/5] Having now read his short poems (minor Personae), his London-Rome Diptych (Major Personae), an assortment of his Chinese adaptations (Cathay), and a selection from his Cantos...
Moving house this weekend. A quick and dirty unloading of the shelves has produced this haphazard layout which I hope to introduce a better organisational system into at a later date.
At least I have room for an
@nyrbclassics
,
@Dalkey_Archive
, and Pynchon exclusive shelf now ๐คทโโ๏ธ
Some 15 years ago I applied for a Dalkey Archive internship (on the left). I didn't get it. Today, it seems, I have been vicariously granted it (on the right).
Every word in FINNEGANS WAKE is a fucking clown car; writhing masses of meaning and linguistic trickery, wrestling one another for dominance in the clause, sentence, chapter, and story at large.
I can't believe a single human being did this.
pure bait but I'm curious
what's a piece of art [interpret at will] that has retained an essential mystery no matter how many times you've revisited it?
I'm aware there's a fair bit of elitism in the literary community on the subject of audiobooks (I personally couldn't give a shit), but I promise you Nick Sullivan's narration of JR absolutely enhances the experience of reading the novel.
There's a peculiarity to the groupthink of this website that pulls us all toward the critical, cynical, and the negative.
To those of you who've continued to use this platform for positivity this year, I'm grateful for you.
I hear you guys like
#Solenoid
. As it turns out, so do I.
W.A.S.T.E. Mailing List Episode 7 is live, in which I (to the best of my limited ability) dissect Mircea Cฤrtฤrescu's epoch-defining novel.
I hope it's to your liking.
2023, as seen through my strangest, most thought-provoking, and attention-consuming reading experiences.
Ada, or Ardour is undoubtedly the standout among them.
The first six months (and change) of 2024, as seen through my most provocative, elusive, and sustaining reads (minus one very conspicuous absence but that'll get a treatment of its own in due time).
In an age when capitalist-motivated surveillance proliferates and systemic control apparatuses continue to operate unchecked, he captures the alienation we all feel as the remaining hallmarks of human communication dissolve.
Award the 2022 Nobel Prize to Thomas Pynchon.
The latest edition to the humble, studio apartment library ๐
"Unfolding in a single paragraph, The Hole is a verbal torrent, a prison inside a prison, and an ominous parable about deformed and wretched institutions creating even more deformed and wretched individuals."
@ryanhasbadtaste
Doesnt need to "mean" anything, doesnt have anything to prove. Just a simple story about a simple dude living a simple life. Its absence of grandeur is what makes it resonate when held in relief against the tedium of daily life
And it's fine if you dont like it. Not for everyone
These are just a few of the novels (within the convenience of an arm's reach) that I picked up at the recommendation of
@TheUntranslated
An indispensable resource for readers, and a formative influence on my personal taste. Let's get him the 1K he deserves.
Der Zauberberg is one of the more immediate examples (in my memory that is) of a novel boring me to tears, and yet inexplicably I'm not hating the experience.
Its hermetic, meditative atmosphere is somehow welcome at the end of a long day.
Goes down smoothly, that is to say.
Strange book. Its like... one part Robert Burton, one part Nova Express... but channelling one of those sentimental prewar European Bildungsromans (e.g. Der Zauberberg). All (and also none) of the above
Highly enjoyable, if wildly obscure and difficult to hang on to its threads
"The lives of individuals, even at those points of maximum insignificance, are tiny mirrors of the life of the collective, and I tried to find the origins of the war's madness inside myself. [...] Were those plumes of smoke or clouds? Maybe there was no difference."
As a 30th birthday surprise, my parents showed up in Sydney to visit me. It's their first time in this country, full stop.
They brought this as a little bonus. It's been a solid weekend.
Thank you to everyone for the birthday wishes.
A beautiful girl baked me a goofy cake. My lovely parents flew out to visit me (for the first time!) in Sydney. My local coffee scientist roasted me a bag of coffee. And I got some pretty neat books. It was an excellent day.
A hundred page Shabbos dinner scene certainly is a bold opening to a novel.
It's definitely Cohen at peak form (as far as prose styling goes) but I have no sense as to where he plans to direct his narrative now.
Youthfully cryptic, in a phrase.
I think we're all in agreement that this cover is stunning, now can someone help me figure out who painted the original image? I want to parse through more of their work.
Rereading the first fifty pages reaffirmed to me why this is permanently stationed on my proverbial "Top Shelf".
Someday, the Harcourt Brace hardback...
Please, (he screamed into the void) for the love of all things sacred, stop with this boneheaded comparison of Infinite Jest to Gravity's Rainbow.
A ๐งต that nobody asked for ๐
Complete edition of CHEVENGUR translated by Elizabeth & Robert Chandler coming from
@NYRB_Imprints
this November.
According to
@maxdaniellawton
it was massively influential on Sorokin. Count me in.
Itโs an Olga Tokarczuk celebration day! Cover reveal for the US edition of THE EMPUSIUM: A HEALTH RESORT HORROR STORY. Brilliant translation by Antonia Lloyd-Jones. Out on Sept 24 with
@riverheadbooks
๐ฅ๐ฅ
Pound's translations of Li Bai (7th C) are warm and hospitable. I'm desperate to understand how a person with this level of linguist and transhistorical sensitivity fell prey to the broken promises of fascism. What went wrong here?
Compiling a list of ekphrastic novels (or at least, ekphrastically-curious novels) that explicitly reference the works of Heironymous Bosch.
So far I have THE RECOGNITIONS, TERRA NOSTRA, SCHATTENFROH, and EVENING EDGED IN GOLD.
What others am I missing? ๐
I hear plenty of admiration for Josh Cohen as a prose stylist and cultural anthropologist, but do the critical glitterati ever talk about how *funny* he is?
I haven't laughed this hard at a novel since Gaddis' JR
Reading SK feels like waking up hungover after a bacchanalian orgy only to realise it's still going on and the dog has gotten involved.
In other words, a strong recommendation.
Very pleased to see an Indigenous Australian woman make the rounds on Booktwitter in response to the New Directions release.
For comparative interest, here's the Giramondo edition that's been out for a few years over here in ๐ฆ๐บ
The Eastern Mysticism novels notwithstanding, one of the salient pleasures of reading Krasznahorkai chronologically, is watching him lean heavily into his unique brand of flat, black humour.
I would go so far as to call Baron Wenckheim's Homecoming a comedy.
8 months and two copies lost in transit later, I finally have my hands on this gorgeous text.
Credit to
@TheUntranslated
for putting it on my radar in the first place.
Falling victim to my patented brand of hyperbole once again:
ADA has proven to be one of those singular reading experiences that rearranges the architecture of my soul.
Still at a loss for words months after finishing it.
Listening to Francis Bacon's biography further cements my understanding that many of the great works of world art were only produced under conditions of enviable wealth and privilege.
Not all (of course), but many.
In other news, I'm halfway through Lezama's jungle and confident I've understood... 25% of it (optimistically).
Multiple reads will undoubtedly be in order here.
Very pleased to see Gertrude Stein amongt the forthcoming
@Dalkey_Archive
Essentials reprints. October '23.
Let's bring some of that energy to Djuna Barnes, Olive Moore, and Arno Schmidt down the line? ๐
"He was a solitary before fame found him, and afterward perhaps he became still more solitary. For fame is finally only the sum of all those misunderstandings which gather round a new name."
Rilke via Gass on the subject of Gaddis.
#THERECOGNITIONS
"Men respond to the void by building castles and temples. They cling to stories, everyone makes some story his own so as to attach himself to the crowd that shares it. You conquer people by telling them of battles, kings, elephants and marvellous beings."
Fully รnard-pilled here
Stick a few thumb tacks under your toenails and then drop kick an anvil if you want to emulate the experience of this vicious novella.
Just finished my second reading and am debating on a third.
Completists among you: which author (or authors) do you own every book they ever wrote (or have written to date)? Bragging permitted, but pictures please!
If Adam Levin had come off the tail-end of a Bernhard binge and rewritten The Part About the Critics from 2666, THIS would be the (approximate) result:
(In case there's any ambiguity in this comparison, I mean this as a wholehearted compliment)
With all this chatter around the big
@DeepVellum
news, my acute interest in Moresco has been heightened further.
I've recently learned
@archipelagobks
has a book by him, DISTANT LIGHT. Has anyone read it, and do they rate it as a worthwhile venture while I wait for CANTI?
If we can't have BOTTOM'S DREAM (yet), then we'll just have to get everything else.
I'm coming for you COLLECTED STORIES. I will have my Arno Infinity Gauntlet one day.
In my (limited) experience, the /r/ThomasPynchon subreddit usually operates as a force for good in this world. Today was not one of those days.
To whichever woe begotten soul mocked up this gloriously hideous (hideously glorious?) cover for V, please seek psychiatric attention.
An eBay gamble gone right.
I figure this is as good a place as any to start my soirรฉe into one of my (adopted) countrymen's work.
Besides, when can I resist a
@Dalkey_Archive
find?
"Six point nine seconds of heat and light. Let's call a meeting to analyze the blur. Let's devote our lives to understanding this moment, separating the elements of each crowded second."
Now THERE's the DeLillo I know and love.
#LIBRA
Damn, how can someone be so tortured and yet so at peace at the same time?
Brautigan continues to be one of my most sustained curiosities.
#LoadingMercuryWithAPitchfork
Recommendation request: Encyclopaedic, maximalist female authors with a (as much as I hate this word) "postmodern" bend? Bonus points for surreality and exuberance.
"If killing has thus become so easy, the disposal of a tree that disturbs one's view, society must be a Versailles where nothing individual comes into view and the whole eludes the sensible gaze, the gaze being empty if killing has therefore become Putting-Things-Back-In-Order."
"The private individual, who in the office has to deal with reality, needs the domestic interior to sustain him in his illusions."
Ain't that the truth, Benjamin.