Words! Words! Words!: Autumn 2012 'What do you read, my lord?' thread

That section of Adams' narrative is gnarled stuff! And I'm still not convinced he committed treason.

If the USA had been more closely analogous to a Great Britain, Burr's activities would have been unambiguously treasonous. But the USA was a country recently formed out of a revolution and founded on a stringent insistence on self-determination, while Burr was operating in the western territories and Louisiana, whose legal status was rather nebulous vis a vis the federal government, so his activities do partake of some of that nebulosity.

However, if Adams's sources are credible, Burr's conspiracy once included a plan to kidnap the president, vice president and pro tem leader of the Senate, which, if true, plainly shows Burr had no scruples about actual treason. He really didn't care a tuppence about treason or no treason, so long as he profited by it.

Vidal's novel makes clear that Burr and Wilkinson conspired to do, well, something or other in the western territories to detach them from the federal government, but, as you point out, their plans shifted as new laws (and states) sprouted around them. \

Burr's Senate trial btw, over which Jeffferson's hated John Marshall presided, is hilarious in both Adams and Vidal.

Wilkinson's treason was much plainer, in that he was an active duty army officer whose sworn duties and alliegance were directly to the USA. Burr's oaths of office had expired with his vice-presidency.

Naipaul is such a dick these days, but I still enjoy his earliest novels. They seem too funny to be the work of the curmudgeonly self-regarding old turd that he's become. One of the best bits in Diana Athill's memoirs is where she describes one of the best parts of retiring from publishing being no longer having to work with Naipaul.

I wish SHIVA Naipaul had lived longer and written more books. He was brilliant.

if i were stuck in a library with only one writer to read it'd probably be wodehouse. i'd be cool with tove jansson or joan didion too. it sure as fuck wouldn't be naipaul.

I wish SHIVA Naipaul had lived longer and written more books. He was brilliant.

i feel like he's the great lost writer of the 70s even though he only wrote what? 3 novels and 2 travel books, collected non-fiction? speaking of shiva i recently found a h/b copy of love & death in a hit country, his last novel and the only book of his i haven't read. looking forward to it.

in a HOT country, natch

ha! i mentioned wodehouse as a candidate on that other thread and i didn't even know that thread came about because of the naipaul quote! funny. i could never read that guy. tried a couple of times. naipaul that is.

oh but anyway i'm reading *A Story That Ends With A Scream* a weird short story collection by James Leo Herlihy. he wrote the novel Midnight Cowboy. which i've never read. all stories from the 60's. published in 1970.

900 pp into Jefferson, but last night I switched over and read half of Zen Mind, Beginner's Mind, just because I needed some freshening up.

Just finished Mr Nice by Howard Marks this morning, been meaning to for ages. Enjoyed it. Must read the Dope Stories. But would expect most people read those both years ago.

Also very close to end of Leroi Jones Blues People which is very interesting. Really should have got it signed when he came and talked at the local University a few months back. Though might have meant that the book got nicked from the library when I returned it.

Bought a load of books a few days ago several from charity shops and 2nd hand ones, not got names down though.
One that looks really good on the US war on drugs going way back before that got capitalised. Strength of the Wolf, another one I've been looking at for ages and meaning to get, since it was on the shelves in the local 2nd hand bookshop for ages, several copies of it.

This is obviously smug beyond measure but do you actually believe this guy? Less than three days per book when the books include Moby-Dick, Gaddis x2, etc. Does anyone read that fast, that relentlessly?

http://www.vice.com/read/all-the-books-i-read-in-2012

yeah, can believe it - there's some fairly slim poetry volumes in there too, some shortish conceptual/experimental fiction too - I'd say that some board members (ok, naming names - James Morrison, Lamp, Thomp) did or do the same sort of numbers

didn't know about the dennis cooper list that guy mentions. joy williams and ivy compton-burnett, dennis is my kinda guy.

http://denniscooper-theweaklings.blogspot.com/2008/01/dead-blog-reprints-1-my-50-favorite.html?zx=c1f5895f01ac44b5

DC should have a grove press tattoo.

taking 3 whole days to read a book? the dude's lightweight!
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I've been wanting to get into Claude Simon for a while and that Triptych book sounds amazing

john paul ricco - the logic of the lure
clarice lispector - agua viva, a breath of life
ursule molinaro - demons and divas

that guy is reading the wrong steve erickson

almost finished with atul gawande's first book, complications
on to my next turgenev, started fathers and sons last night

A couple hundred pages to go in H.W. Brands' Grant bio (superb), a few stories into Alice Munro's Dear Life, and will start Applebaum's Iron Curtain book in a couple days.

Nabokov's Glory - a few pages in.

getting that grant bio for xmas. can't wait. just started "lolita."

now savoring shiva naipaul's love in a hot country, next oliver sacks' hallucinations

argh love and death in a hot country - like his other books he treats the same themes as his big brother w/more humanity and humor. not that vs naipaul is devoid of empathy and laughs (in his books not his life) but shiva is warmer, less idea-driven & political than vidia's later novels

finished PKD's Maze of Death before break: liked it more than I thought it would, though still a step down from the Androids/Ubik/Pot Healer run. Probably the most distinctive part of it was the made-up religion, much of which pointed ahead to Divine Invasion. I won't comment too much on the all-too-common device that appears towards the end, except to say that to its credit, it is usually not deployed in order to make things bleaker...

While waiting for interlibrary loan to deliver my next PKD book (Our Friends from Frolix 8) I have been a reading a few other things:

- The New Novel: From Queneau to Pinget, by Vivian Mercer. An English-language survey of the roman nouveau movement in France ca 1970

- Poetic Vision and the Psychedelic Experience, by R.A. Durr. Haven't started this yet, but I'm guessing it's a post-beatnik attempt to trace precursors for 60s countercultural fixations to Romantic poetry.

- issue No. 50 of Anime Insider, which has a list of the 50 greatest anime (caveat: only those translated to English). Several favorites of mine placed high, including FLCL, Utena, Evangelion, and so on

Dipping here and there into a couple of poetry collections I got for Christmas, one modernist and one anti-modernist. So far I think I prefer the anti-modernist. Maybe I'm old-fashioned.

Keith Waldrop - Transcendental Studies
Les Murray - Learning Human

finished PKD's Maze of Death before break: liked it more than I thought it would, though still a step down from the Androids/Ubik/Pot Healer run. Probably the most distinctive part of it was the made-up religion, much of which pointed ahead to Divine Invasion. I won't comment too much on the all-too-common device that appears towards the end, except to say that to its credit, it is usually not deployed in order to make things bleaker...

heh i'd never looked at it that way

this is way later than the androids/ubik/pot-healer run i thought?

No. I'd link to the wiki bibliography but I'm on my phone, but Maze is directly after Pot Healer according to that

A Maze was kind of like Agatha Christie's Ten Little Indians, plot-wise, I thought when reading the former (but had I actually read the latter?) Cameo from Jesus. Still, I wasn't so impressed. But understandable for him to a bit tired after Androids/Ubik/Pot Healer, yeah.

Got Sean O'Brien's Collected for Christmas. read some yesterday on a journey to work - travelling through dawn, big city, the river - felt a fit.

Seemed a bit stretched to me, A Maze of Death. Would agree it's not near the top, but memorable things in it.

Androids w 1966 p 1968
Pot-Healer w 1968 p 1969
Maze ... w 1968 p 1970

According to Sutin. I'd mentally filed 'Maze of Death' as later because I guess that's basically where the divide is, in my head, between Dick as being competent and capable of writing v good SF thrillers -- whatever other level they work on -- and of Dick as having lost that ability, lost in his own head. So I guess that divide is (heh) sometime in mid-1968?

I wouldn't be surprised if it were a desk novel. Similarities to one of the earlier ones. Eye in the Sky?

Also, I'd forgotten that Sutin refers to him as 'Phil' throughout. How annoying.

Maybe I should reread the collected works of Philip K Dick.

I had a sudden yearning to do just this before Christmas, happily succumbed (with Autofac) and see no reason not to continue in the New Year, tho having idly picked up Bleak House for the first time in years am now some way enjoyably into that.

Kinda wondering about this author--anybody read him?---reviewed by Randy Fox in Nashville Scene:
Swords from the Sea, by Harold Lamb
During the first and second decades of the past century, Harold Lamb was one of the top historical adventure writers in the U.S. His carefully researched tales of adventure combined history, humor, realistic violence and occasionally even a hint of fantasy. Forgotten for many years, Lamb’s work has recently been re-discovered by such luminaries as Michael Chabon, whose novel Gentlemen of the Road: A Tale of Adventure is a direct tribute. This collection focuses on Lamb’s tales of sea-going adventures with Vikings, pirates and even the Revolutionary war naval hero John Paul Jones in service to the Russian navy. It’s entertaining and intelligent reading that makes you want to crack open the history books and dig out the Errol Flynn movies. —RF

reading in a book of samuel delaney interviews (which is a fascinating book) and he says if you agree with liberal humanist politics you will find PKD comforting. a preaching to the converted thing. well, he said it better than that, but it was something like that. also said that dick wrote so much and often badly but it doesn't matter to fans because they agree with his whole political vision.

he might have actually said "liberal/jewish".

I have never read any Harold Lamb, but every era has its top historical fiction writers, and they are rarely better than workmanlike novelists reflecting the conventional thinking of their day. iirc, Lamb thrived mainly in the post WWII era, which was somewhat self-conciously 'serious' and self-improving, so its surprising to see humor liste as a main attraction. He sounds worth a try, but that blurb probably oversells him.

Shakespeare’s Puck, and his folkslore: illustrated from the superstitions of all nations, but more especially from the earliest religion and rites of northern Europe and the Wends by William Bell. One of those books you pick up at a library, when you're at the beginning of trying to chase down a subject, and casting your net fairly wide, which has almost nothing at all pertinent to your cause in it, but which somehow detains you by provoking a sort of whimsical curiosity. Being mid-19th C this was of course in III volumes. And it also exhibited what I suspect to be an admirable Victorian trait, or perhaps a post-Enlightenment pre-21st C trait, where the author expends a vast amount of time researching something that might perhaps (by lesser minds) be considered minor. This can cause, upon consideration of time expended v point of expenditure, a terrifyingly vertiginous sense of mortality, a paralysis of will that sends you scurrying for the elliptic precis of Borges or Bernhard. I love the bravery of their insane tottering intellectual structures - dust, after all, is also death, just less spectacular than the battlefield, and bound between calf skins on a hidden shelf in a dark corners of bookish buildings in sequestered squares. I don't think William Bell was immune to these fears, as, having spent most of Vols I & II going in massive detail through Puck's northern European provenance, he then ups the ante substantially by saying in effect, 'of course, for everything I've been writing about to have any meaning, I need to prove Shakespeare spent a lot of of time in Germany'. So that's what he does. I only flicked through this bit, as I'd spent overlong reading about the mischievous habit of elves tying hair into elf-locks causing plica polonica (which association of evil with 'locks' Bell avers is where we get 'Warlock' from). Still, I saw lots of 'must's/'impossible for him not to's/'can only mean's, and I'm eager to go back and snout out his findings. Borges was great at showing how these sorts of minutely worked, obsessively researched theories and systems are worlds unto themselves. (I always liked that aspect of Pynchon's Against the Day, a pertinent novel for all this stuff).

Oh, I also read a lot of The Shadow of the Torturer by Gene Wolfe. Great topography & mythos but the narrator really f'ed me off and I put it down half read. Happy to be convinced otherwise.

Plus, Thom Gunn and Paul Muldoon (Gunn felt a bit ponderous being read in the context of Muldoon's melodious celerity of association, but will come back).

Joseph Andrews, <3 Fielding.

Lightning Rods - Helen DeWitt. Excellent - doing something I'm v interested in, which is using the language of office life in a literary way (Stevie T pointed me to George Saunders' Institutional Monologues a while ago). Lightning Rods a v successful example of this. (Feel My Work Is Not Yet Done by Thomas Ligotti fits here as well).

Incidentally, Lightning Rods among an interesting-looking list of books at Asylum. Quite fancy My Elvis Blackout.

gene wolfe's book of the NEWSUN!!!!! reading club

thanks, mp - good thread! pringles and f pohl has a blog. important knowledge I didn't previously have.

with Lamp here, I think:

i am going to reread these i think, i want to talk about books but i read these like three maybe four summers ago and found them kinda obscurantist and gross, like there were a lot of words but not very many ideas. and the ideas he does have are the same ugly ones lots of these books have about the solitary male

I got sick of being in the narrator's head, and the treatment of women in it got me... well, I was going to say angry, but I don't think that's true, it was too silly for that, I just found it tiring. I will read f'ing anything tho, so there's no ruling out me picking it up again.

The post-AIDS Gunn poems are among my favorite late 20th century poetry.

Thanks, Alfred - will check out post-haste.

Still Life

I shall not soon forget
The greyish-yellow skin
To which the face had set:
Lids tights: nothing of his,
No tremor from within,
Played on the surfaces.

He still found breath, and yet
It was an obscure knack.
I shall not soon forget
The angle of his head,
Arrested and reared back
On the crisp field of bed,

Back from what he could neither
Accept, as one opposed,
Nor, as a life-long breather,
Consentingly let go,
The tube his mouth enclosed
In an astonished O.

Hmm, thanks, leaving aside the accumulated weight of the final verse, that 'obscure knack' gives a particularly horrible kick.

oh, and to gloss 'felt a bit ponderous' from upthread - that was more a mood thing than criticism. Even at the time I knew there would be occasions where Muldoon would feel frivolous and Gunn would have heft. False opposition - I just happened to have them both to hand at the same time.

a couple weeks back I picked up Spoon River Anthology, as part of my ongoing exploration into the history of 'free verse'... man, what a book! general consensus seems to be that Masters never wrote anything else even half as good, but I don't think it matters, cuz Spoon River is like the American Decameron

Yeah, I never have read the whole thing, think I'll do that--ditto Paterson---only read The Portable William Carlos Williams (also incl excerpt of his novel White Mule)---a trip. Can see how he appealed to Ginsberg and maybe Dylan).

I've been reading the short story collection The Love of a Good Woman, Alice Munro. After the first three stories I can see I'm not responding well to her stuff. I'll probably go to a thread where she's the main subject if I want to explain further what I think is going on there.