My current reading mix
[edit -- Stoics were left out of the original post, a ghastly oversight I make note of here]
There is a plateau achieved as of late, and if I add more it will be from the 50 things I posted about. But not much i'm afraid until in the following I complete making room for more. There has to be found out by me how much a current mix can go up to. I've so far learned that just one at a time is too demanding and unachievable thus far.
The 2 Williams -- Gaddis and Gass -- having all I need for Gaddis there's Gass, that might take some time to get them all as some of the essay collections would require a little extra effort and time waiting. There is however much to enjoy from my next to last purchases. I read a critical review of one of them, and it has effected by enjoyment of Gass a little.
as I go through the Gaddis Canon along with some exceptional secondary material, including Paper Empire and Steven Moore's book, I shall propel what this special genre of fiction contains with:
Miss MacIntosh, My Darling by Marguerite Young -- an old version with an Introduction by Anais Nin, this is a LONG one!!
After Young, will do Gaddis' JR, which is mostly continuous dialogue with no he said she said included. He takes on Capitalism without the ole Give Communism a chance clause.
Then Gravity's Rainbow, I don't know what to say about it now, just that I need to be prepared and up for anything, with some victories behind me.
Then Carpenter's Gothic.
Then Infinte Jest.
Then Gaddis' remaining works: Frolic of His Own, Agape Agape, and The Rush for Second Place. -- I wanna finish them off quickly at this point so close to the finish line.
Rainer Maria Rilke -- Poems and Letters, I have to have finished the following in order to extend my Rilke collection.
Michel Foucault's The History of Sexuality will be my kind of official sex ed. course, I also have ready to serve me:
Freud, just what I have I haven't been a completionist for this fella.
Havelock Ellis -- multivolumes that were free
Krafft Ebing
and who could forget the Marquis de Sade, but I don't know if I could do it, scout's honor!!
Heidegger's Being and Time must not be forgotten, and will be a welcome reprieve from those pervs right above these words. The sentiment here with ole Marty Heidegger is that of Country Roads by John Denver.
I would like to keep on with My Stuggle by Karl Ove Knausgaard.
Dostoevsky's The Idiot, just pick up at Part 2 and pray, some real down on my knees sheet.
But oh back to those modern po-mo baddies -- I need probably to make a little more room for Robert Coover's The Public Burning, what bad politics looked like in the 50's kind of experience.
Ok, now there's a possibility i'd be doing an inexpensive collection of literal translating style one of Persian poetry, and if not a good one of Rumi at least.
The Joseph Frank bio of Dostoevsky will be re-incorporated when I get back to that guy, probably when Gaddis is initially done, or during those later novels of his, at which time I may be reading more of the secondary material and his Letters.
I also include brief little moments with Cioran, and maybe a little Nietzsche, a couple mainstays however much good sense Gass's withering essay of the Prophet of the Ubermensch was, I at key times always need to hear what he said that meant so much at previous key times.
I am certainly missing here many good things, they are not forgotten, they are merely kept warm in the large haunted castle of my interests as a whole, Beethoven's string quartets are as I am typing blowing through the vents with warm air, keeping their tootsies all snug and safe.
There is a plateau achieved as of late, and if I add more it will be from the 50 things I posted about. But not much i'm afraid until in the following I complete making room for more. There has to be found out by me how much a current mix can go up to. I've so far learned that just one at a time is too demanding and unachievable thus far.
The 2 Williams -- Gaddis and Gass -- having all I need for Gaddis there's Gass, that might take some time to get them all as some of the essay collections would require a little extra effort and time waiting. There is however much to enjoy from my next to last purchases. I read a critical review of one of them, and it has effected by enjoyment of Gass a little.
as I go through the Gaddis Canon along with some exceptional secondary material, including Paper Empire and Steven Moore's book, I shall propel what this special genre of fiction contains with:
Miss MacIntosh, My Darling by Marguerite Young -- an old version with an Introduction by Anais Nin, this is a LONG one!!
After Young, will do Gaddis' JR, which is mostly continuous dialogue with no he said she said included. He takes on Capitalism without the ole Give Communism a chance clause.
Then Gravity's Rainbow, I don't know what to say about it now, just that I need to be prepared and up for anything, with some victories behind me.
Then Carpenter's Gothic.
Then Infinte Jest.
Then Gaddis' remaining works: Frolic of His Own, Agape Agape, and The Rush for Second Place. -- I wanna finish them off quickly at this point so close to the finish line.
Rainer Maria Rilke -- Poems and Letters, I have to have finished the following in order to extend my Rilke collection.
Michel Foucault's The History of Sexuality will be my kind of official sex ed. course, I also have ready to serve me:
Freud, just what I have I haven't been a completionist for this fella.
Havelock Ellis -- multivolumes that were free
Krafft Ebing
and who could forget the Marquis de Sade, but I don't know if I could do it, scout's honor!!
Heidegger's Being and Time must not be forgotten, and will be a welcome reprieve from those pervs right above these words. The sentiment here with ole Marty Heidegger is that of Country Roads by John Denver.
I would like to keep on with My Stuggle by Karl Ove Knausgaard.
Dostoevsky's The Idiot, just pick up at Part 2 and pray, some real down on my knees sheet.
But oh back to those modern po-mo baddies -- I need probably to make a little more room for Robert Coover's The Public Burning, what bad politics looked like in the 50's kind of experience.
Ok, now there's a possibility i'd be doing an inexpensive collection of literal translating style one of Persian poetry, and if not a good one of Rumi at least.
The Joseph Frank bio of Dostoevsky will be re-incorporated when I get back to that guy, probably when Gaddis is initially done, or during those later novels of his, at which time I may be reading more of the secondary material and his Letters.
I also include brief little moments with Cioran, and maybe a little Nietzsche, a couple mainstays however much good sense Gass's withering essay of the Prophet of the Ubermensch was, I at key times always need to hear what he said that meant so much at previous key times.
I am certainly missing here many good things, they are not forgotten, they are merely kept warm in the large haunted castle of my interests as a whole, Beethoven's string quartets are as I am typing blowing through the vents with warm air, keeping their tootsies all snug and safe.
46-50, M
