If you're new here, why not subscribe to our email updates or follow us on Facebook? You can also add us to your Google Reader. Thanks for visiting! A week or so ago, I read with distinct amusement the commentary of two Twitter friends who were attending the Malcolm Gladwell lecture at Book Expo America. Each was live tweeting the event, and in verbose, manic...
Hipsters, irony and The Myth of Sisyphus by Albert Camus
If [the myth of Sisyphus] is tragic, that is because its hero is conscious. Where would his torture be, indeed, if at every step the hope of succeeding upheld him? writes Camus in The Myth of Sisyphus, in which he grapples with whetherand if so, howits possible to exist in a life that is without meaning. However, its in...
Separating the author and the work: on Vladimir Nabokovs Lolita
Over the course of my last few reviews Ive been considering the role of the author as narrator and as character, and the degree to which authorial insertion is, to the mind of the reader, assumed to be inalienable. In large part this has been inspired by the narrator characterwho is, perhaps, the author himselfin Milan Kunderas'The...
Writers, writing and Dodie Smiths I Capture the Castle
When reading PG Wodehouses'Love Among the Chickens'recently'I was struck by the narrators curiosity regarding to what extent the work of authors is influenced by their private affairs. These words resonated with me as they were the third time in as many books that Id come across a similar sentiment; the other books...
Thoughts on Love Among the Chickens by PG Wodehouse
Love Among the Chickens is my first foray into the work of Wodehouse; and as a fairly early work, its one of Wodehouses first forays into Wodehouse as well. A deliciously written farcical novel, it brings together the seemingly dissimilar worlds of writing and chicken farming'which prove to have a lot more in common than one might first imagine,...
Friend-zoning and Ivan Turgenevs Fathers and Sons
Earlier this morning I read that the term friend zone is set to enter the OED. Its a term that I stumbled over only relatively recently, probably within the last few months or so, and its only after spending some time thinking about and reading up on it this morning that I managed to pinpoint exactly what about it bothered...