Middlemarch {George Eliot}
Season of Migration to the North {Tayeb Salih}
This Side of Paradise {F. Scott Fitzgerald}
A Farewell To Arms {Ernest Hemingway}
The Sun Also Rises {Ernest Hemingway}
Green Grass, Running Water {Thomas King}
The God of Small Things {Arundhati Roy}
Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas {Hunter S. Thompson}
Siddartha {Herman Hesse}
Demian {Herman Hesse}
Jane Eyre {Charlotte Bronte}
Tess of the D'Urbervilles {Thomas Hardy}
Ishmael {Daniel Quinn}
The Grapes of Wrath {John Steinbeck}
Waiting For Godot {Samuel Beckett}
Les Fleurs de Mal (The Flowers of Evil) {Charles Baudelaire}
Les Miserables {Victor Hugo}
Pride and Predjudice {Jane Austen}
King Lear, Hamlet, A Midsummer Night's Dream {William Shakespeare}
A Wrinkle in Time {Madeline L'Engle}
The Lion, The Witch, and the Wardrobe {C.S. Lewis}
The Stranger {Albert Camus}
The Plague {Albert Camus}
One Hundered Years of Solitude {Gabriel Garcia Marquez}
Memories of My Melancholy Whores {Gabriel Garcia Marquez}
Heart of Darkness {Joseph Conrad}
Apology {Plato} Electra {Sophocles}
Antigone {Sophocles}
Cannery Row {John Steinbeck}
The Jazz Age {F. Scott and Zelda Fitzgerald}
Judge on Trial {Ivan Klima}
Consolation of Philosophy {Boethius}
The Monodology {Gottfried Wilhelm Leibniz}
On What Grounds What (essay) {Jonathan Schaffer}
Out of the Silent Planet {C.S. Lewis}
The Reader {Bernhard Schlink}
Dracula {Bram Stoker}
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"And now good morrow to our waking souls,
Which watch not one another out of fear;
For love all love of other sights controls,
And makes one little room an everywhere."
{John Donne, "The Good Morrow"}

Sunday, February 28, 2010

On completion of Eliot's Wasteland and Pound's Cantos...

So... The summary of this literary experience is as follows: I must, must, must prove that The Wasteland is not solely about despair, since that seems to be the general sentiment. This is my new occupation, and final essay for American Literature.

Regarding Ezra Pound:

He definitely was not crazy. There's no way someone could write the Cantos while actually crazy... or is it the only way someone could write it?.... hmm...

Also, I only read excerpts of the Cantos, and so feel that I have not experienced the text enough to make any sense... yet. Reading an authors lifelong work takes time... obviously.
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