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Absalom, Absalom!
by William Faulkner
By the definitions Goodreads assigns to its star ratings, I should give this book five stars for "It was amazing". However, I am not, because even though it was, I have such a love/hate relationship with it.
About 20 pages in, my thought was "Oh Faulkner, where have you been all my life?" However, about 100 pages later, there were days when I would look at the book and think "Oh Faulkner, I just cannot handle you today".
There were passages that were as good as, maybe better than, anything I'd ever read. And there were times I would realize I'd read for pages without comprehending, and didn't have the energy to go back and try them again. There were times I loved that Faulkner would just casually drop a bombshell into the middle of nowhere, and other times I could only think "Wait, what? Can you just not?" And I quickly learned to tolerate not being quite sure who is talking or even what they're talking about. Mostly.
Ultimately, this was a book that required a tremendous amount of intellectual energy (and, I admit, a dictionary on hand at all times), and was utterly infuriating when I was not willing to expend it, but rewarded me greatly when I was.
About 20 pages in, my thought was "Oh Faulkner, where have you been all my life?" However, about 100 pages later, there were days when I would look at the book and think "Oh Faulkner, I just cannot handle you today".
There were passages that were as good as, maybe better than, anything I'd ever read. And there were times I would realize I'd read for pages without comprehending, and didn't have the energy to go back and try them again. There were times I loved that Faulkner would just casually drop a bombshell into the middle of nowhere, and other times I could only think "Wait, what? Can you just not?" And I quickly learned to tolerate not being quite sure who is talking or even what they're talking about. Mostly.
Ultimately, this was a book that required a tremendous amount of intellectual energy (and, I admit, a dictionary on hand at all times), and was utterly infuriating when I was not willing to expend it, but rewarded me greatly when I was.