Still reading and slowly

Still reading and still reading more Kawabata than Proust. His prose and the characters he has created become so very adept at shifting the plot with a simple turn of phrase, everything makes such sense. I have been reading Proust but I have also been not reading anything because I have been listening to much music and such with my new electronic device.

Here on Monday

I have begun reading Proust again and find the prose so different. Reading these books will surely change your life. I am not sure if it is what he says, or the massive amount of prose that he exposes your brain to. Perhaps it is just his unusual ability to discern detail and thus expose your brain to another way of thinking or seeing would be more accurate. I see into other books, stripped away the text becomes open and the direction of the writing and plot easily assimilated. If, at this moment, I had to name only three authors that even come close to Proust those two would be Kawabata, and Gogol.

I think I will look for a forum about reading Proust. I would be interested to see what else is said about the experience of reading. I must remember to stay in touch with my process and not become distracted or discouraged by the negative or disheartened individuals who may be there in the cloud of communication.

On the mechanics of blogging, I have found that through keeping this blog I would like to expand my blogging efforts to encompass my personal life. I have been well pleased that no one reads this so though the blog is out in the cloud no one comes here so I have privacy. Yea! What I had always hoped for a forum without the public. Customer service be dammed. Go jump and leave and look not back at me I am in my prose forever free.

slow to read of late

Of late I have been finishing Kawabata and completely lost in Martin Dressler. I carry Proust to work with me every day and have not been reading it. Soon I will delve back in, I know that the struggles I feel from reading and living in this world push me away and yet I am determined to finish.

Particular in Modern

There are many things about the writing that continue to fascinate me while reading Proust. One thing in particular is how his writing seems so fresh and of the time I am in. I believe that this is one of the things about his work that makes it perhaps the greatest work in the English language. As an example he speaks of going to the theater and the society around him treating the theater as if it were their own drawing room, a problem we have discussed often in regards to people in the movie theaters. Obviously, this is not a isolated trend, and further, the exposure of this fact is what makes reading great works of literature or any reading of books for that matter so very worthwhile as we can be assisted in putting our lives into a greater focus and perspective.

Catching Up

As usual, I do not write or post much. I was inspired to get another post in by reading information about J.D. Salinger. I have almost finished Snow Country/Thousand Cranes, I have been reluctant to finish this book as I enjoy the writing and I find the style especially appealing and I want to continue to use the book for inspiration. I continue to read other works besides Proust, yet in all I have concentrated on the second volume of late more than anything. One book that has come to light is _Martin Dressler_ by Steven Millhauser, a stunning work of craft and depth that becomes more readable with each page you turn. I have not finished the book yet but I really get lost in the world and the characters.

The second volume of Proust I find continues to flow as the last ended. His style opens up and is a bit warmer and descriptive even in the longer passages. The biggest difficulty I have with reading Proust, as I have said before, is the conflict between the world he creates for us and the world I live in. It is getting worse and I found that, having taken a few days off, the struggle was not easy to isolate, the extended elevated levels of ennui in my daily life, the disturbed dreams while asleep, finally traced back to this conflict. Still it works inside me. I am not sure if reading this text is making me smarter or just plain distracted and maladjusted. If I look at the world around me I know that being in what I have begun to think of as a Proustian state is a challenge. I know that the positive changes in my life and my writing can be enumerated. I know I am a better person - I know I have a better brain, I know it to be true.