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absalomabsalom 's review for:
As I Lay Dying
by William Faulkner
the stream at the instant of impact as dissociated from the nozzle as though it had never been there Very slippery book i think i would have grasped it faster and more solidly if i had not read it in such bursts as i had and did not let it build. Often one monologue at a time, i find it very hard to read my brain is shattered through by the road to MODERNITY maybe or i have lost something i used to have, some talent and focused ability of emotion, in both reading and writing.
Our brother Darl in a cage in Jackson where, his grimed hands lying light in the quiet interstices, looking out he foams, “to the tyranny of his own, divided glance having become literally his own voyeur the voyeur who spies on himself he ends a victim of schizophrenia” So incredible this book the threading in of the sound of the graphophone which begins then stops “beholden to no man”. But the most incredible part the beginning, the sound of the adze, i understand the way i describe things now, in writing and in my deeply private self. Horses in the dark and described in patches. Something’s different: he’s got his teeth, and Mrs Bundren.
Our brother Darl in a cage in Jackson where, his grimed hands lying light in the quiet interstices, looking out he foams, “to the tyranny of his own, divided glance having become literally his own voyeur the voyeur who spies on himself he ends a victim of schizophrenia” So incredible this book the threading in of the sound of the graphophone which begins then stops “beholden to no man”. But the most incredible part the beginning, the sound of the adze, i understand the way i describe things now, in writing and in my deeply private self. Horses in the dark and described in patches. Something’s different: he’s got his teeth, and Mrs Bundren.