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Pynchon   

5 decembrie – data lansarii noului roman al lui Pynchon. Evident, va avea 992 de pagini. Il puteti comanda deja de pe amazon de unde am luat acest book description:  

„Spanning the period between the Chicago World’s Fair of 1893 and the years just after World War I, this novel moves from the labor troubles in Colorado to turn-of-the-century New York, to London and Gottingen, Venice and Vienna, the Balkans, Central Asia, Siberia at the time of the mysterious Tunguska Event, Mexico during the Revolution, postwar Paris, silent-era Hollywood, and one or two places not strictly speaking on the map at all.

With a worldwide disaster looming just a few years ahead, it is a time of unrestrained corporate greed, false religiosity, moronic fecklessness, and evil intent in high places. No reference to the present day is intended or should be inferred.

The sizable cast of characters includes anarchists, balloonists, gamblers, corporate tycoons, drug enthusiasts, innocents and decadents, mathematicians, mad scientists, shamans, psychics, and stage magicians, spies, detectives, adventuresses, and hired guns. There are cameo appearances by Nikola Tesla, Bela Lugosi, and Groucho Marx.

As an era of certainty comes crashing down around their ears and an unpredictable future commences, these folks are mostly just trying to pursue their lives. Sometimes they manage to catch up; sometimes it’s their lives that pursue them.

Meanwhile, the author is up to his usual business. Characters stop what they’re doing to sing what are for the most part stupid songs. Strange sexual practices take place. Obscure languages are spoken, not always idiomatically. Contrary-to-the-fact occurrences occur. If it is not the world, it is what the world might be with a minor adjustment or two. According to some, this is one of the main purposes of fiction.

Let the reader decide, let the reader beware. Good luck. –Thomas Pynchon”  

As vrea sa vad si la noi o carte pe care s-o poti comanda cu atita timp inainte! Atunci o sa avem si noi o industrie literara matura! Eu mi-as comanda in avans orice de Cartarescu, Adrian Otoiu, Simona Popescu, T.O. Bobe si nu mai stiu…  

O ocazie sa vizitam Islanda  

Nu stiu daca am citit vreodata ceva de un scriitor islandez, dar acum se iveste o ocazie. Daca sinteti curiosi, uitati-va aici , in „Cotidianul”.  

Cea mai clar formulata nemultumire in legatura cu romanul romanesc…  

… se gaseste in Poiana lui Mayuma: „Mi-au placut pasaje si din Bagau, si poate si alte carti recente dar vreau sa citesc un roman care sa-mi placa integral, nu stiu sa am acelasi feeling pe care l-am avut cand am citit o gramada de romane din literatura straina.” Da, si mie imi lipseste „feeling-ul” ala…  

Nu pot sa citesc incaltata  

Niciodata n-am frecventat asiduu salile de lectura din biblioteci. In primul rind pentru ca fumez si fara o tigara nu poci penca sa ma concentrez Trist, dar adevarat. De altfel, eu nu prea pot sa citesc decit la mine acasa, in interiorul meu burghez, in pat, pe fotoliu sau pe canapea. Niciodata n-am citit in autobuz, foarte rar in tren (de preferinta reviste pentru femei ), o singura data in avion (un Houellebecq). Am o pozitie preferata: sa stau turceste. Cred ca e o conditie necesara ca sa-mi adun mintile. Si nu pot sa stau turceste decit cind sint descaltata. De aceea…

Aici e adresa unui blog in care e vorba despre lectura in spatii neconventionale. Ce, credeati ca se poate numai teatru in astfel de spatii?  

Scriitorul de fictiune, „a Bronze-Ager at heart”  

Dintr-un articol interesant semnat de E.L. Doctorow: „Common to all the great nineteenth-century practitioners of narrative art is a belief in the staying power of fiction as a legitimate system of knowledge. While the writer of fiction, of whatever form, may be seen as an arrogant transgressor, a genre-blurring immoralist given to border raids and territorial occupations, he is no more than a conservator of the ancient system of organizing and storing knowledge we call the story. A Bronze-Ager at heart, he lives by the total discourse that antedates the special vocabularies of modern intelligence.”  

Cea mai interesanta fraza despre dragoste…  

…pe care am citit-o eu vreodata se gaseste, culmea!, tocmai in Henry Miller, in Primavara neagra: „in timp ce sus pe podul Brooklyn sta un om in agonie, asteptind sa sara sau asteptind sa scrie un poem sau asteptind sa-i curga tot singele din vine pentru ca, daca ar mai face un pas, durerea dragostei l-ar ucide” (trad. Cristina Felea). Aici sint subiectiva pe fata. Mi-a placut mie si gata! Apropo, am pus un link in dreapta (Cea mai comentata insemnare) pentru o mai usoara orientare in blog a celor care mai au chef sa adauge alte comentarii acolo…