Status report

September 5, 2010

So I’ve got 4 books left in my TBR challenge: The Prince, Catcher in the Rye, Their Eyes Were Watching God, and All The Pretty Horses. I’m excited to read all of them, so I’m not sure what to do. I think maybe I’ll do the McCarthy, because I have the movie on hand at the moment and will probably want to read it first. Anyway, 9 down, 4 to go.

5th book in the Dexter series was lots of fun. Very pleased by the return of Brian Moser (not dead in the books, obviously), and interested in the big changes for Deb. Dexter is Delicious.

My most recent Vanity Fair had a column by James Franco (already shared online) about playing Allan Ginsberg. Fascinating. I hope the movie comes somewhere close.

And somehow I thought this was a good idea:

So we’ll see how I do with that.

It’s personal…

September 5, 2010

I was excited about reading D.H. Lawrence’s The Rainbow because I knew I enjoyed his writing, and one of my all-time favourite teachers has said that it’s one of the best works ever written on human relationships, which so often seem to fall flat, or fall short of ringing entirely true,  in literature. I was going to talk about it all the time with G., and post every few chapters, really detailed analyses of the fantastic writing.

And the book was everything I’d been expecting, and more. Stylistically, the repetition Lawrence uses (oh so often) really emphasizes the emotional lives depicted in the novel, and I was often feeling the same heights of joy or pangs of sorrow, even of the least sympathetic characters. They’re just so real, and I know that they’re also depicted somewhat melodramatically, but their outward lives really aren’t. The drama is internal, as it is for all of us. Each of us as the hero or villain (or both) of our own lives.

But I hit the snag that I hit with Sons and Lovers, too. These books mean so much that they’re actually difficult to talk about. I would tell anyone, when I read it, about how much I loved Sons and Lovers, but I would be reticent to recommend it to anyone, even those that I’m closest to, just because of how intensely personal an experience it was to read.

I’m off to read what my teacher had to say about The Rainbow, now that I’ve finally read it. Maybe eventually I’ll be able to talk about it, myself.