Sunday, January 26, 2003
at 4:39 PMIra
I've been introducing myself lately to all the magnificent or renowned authors I supposedly should read, but for various reasons avoided till now. Currently, I am reading a short novel by Kurt Vonnegut (JUNIOR) that I bought used. However, he published it relatively recently in his career (1997); therefore, it is not a "classic" Vonnegut, and I am not classicly enthralled. My high school library probably stocks a couple of his books, but I may have to dig; for, surely, a man who would put "player" before "piano" must be subversive.
I finished reading Virginia Woolf's To The Lighthouse for my literary criticism project. Muy bueno. I tire of literature that steeps everything in symbolism to get a point across. That's all good and fine, perhaps, here and there, but not absolutely everywhere. This book actually contained more character development.
The Father once relayed an anecdote about his meeting Orson Welles at a lecture the author gave at The Father's college. The Father had just read Animal Farm in his English class, and he asked Mr. Welles about the symbolism of something-or-other. Mr. Welles replied that The Father had an interesting perspective, but that the original meaning did not infer anything beyond its surface.
The Father probably responded, 'Oh.'
