Messages

Warrior Queens by Antonia Frazer

Awfull

On the other hand, that makes me feel less bad for translating the shit myself in spite of agreeing with you....

Prof, you are undermining your excellent point.

да.

That is, it looks Russian but I am too lazy too check. The part that looked Greek was rubbish.

Is it too period piece?

They appear to be still warming up.

I meant if there was anything by Perec you would recommend.

I liked Dumas, detested Kundera (I was young and excitable;-) and thought Borges interesting. Marquez? Yeah, I once bought "100 years of solitude" as after-break-up lecture for a friend.

Perec sounds quite frightfully artistic. So to say. Anything you would recommend for that (very very) distant future when I will again have time to read?

I know several English Lit students who believe (or not, I did not question them that closely) they understand Joyce and they must have understood something I did not because I find his books enormously entertaining (not that I ever finished one) and they don't.

You weren´t talking about Ulysses? Oops.

If I recall right, the story follows a day in the life of the central character, but documents absolutely everything happening around him, in maddening detail.

Right?

No.

Just heard about it on NPR - something about a comedy whose theme is that life is too complicated to be contained in a normal story. A piece of postmodernism, before there was even modernism - it was written in 1760.

sounds like the comments that made me read it. Reading it was one of the few things in my life that made me wonder if I shouldn't repent something or, more likely, everything.

The Victorian sensibility repaid the compliment by smearing Byron as well as Karl Rove himself could have done it. If you know only one thing about Byron, it's probably that quote about him: "mad, bad, and dangerous to know"-or the story that he had an affair with his sister.

I adored Becky, unfortunately Thackerey didn't. But I am not sure if he liked anybody at all or was just making some kind of point about society and the world at general. Oh, and Dolan loves bitching about Wordsworth. But as he loves bitching about anybody who is not Byron I could argue that I was not totally off the mark.

Jane Eyre is dedicated to Thackerey, a writer whom Dolan loves to hate, which is why I decided spontaneously that he must be right. And yes, I know that I am not viewing the matter from the correct historical perspective.