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Archive for February, 2009

February 19th, 2009 • Posted in Wicked Quotes

Ten Wicked Quotes on Writing


A writer is someone who can make a riddle out of an answer Kraus

Literature is the effort of man to indemnify himself for the wrongs of his condition Emerson

In a good play, everyone is in the right. Hebbel

He who has nothing to assert has no style and can have none. Shaw

To improve one’s style means to improve one’s thoughts and nothing else. Nietzsche

To write simply is as difficult as to be good. Maugham

Originality does not consist in saying what no one has ever said before but in saying exactly what you think yourself. Stephen

How vain it is to sit down to write when you have not stood up to live. Thoreau

A little inaccuracy sometimes saves tons of explanation. Saki

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February 19th, 2009 • Posted in Authors and Books

“The most significant publishing event since Dr. Johnson’s dictionary”

Mortimer Adler "brilliant hobbit-like sidekick."

The headline above is marketing copy written for the launch of the Great Books of the Western World in 1952. Here’s copy from the launch of Alex Beam’s greatly entertaining, easy to read A Great Idea at the Time:

"The Great Books were in fact icons of unreadability  – 32,000 pages of tiny, double-column, eye-straining type … the translations of the great works were not particularly modern. There were no footnotes to mitigate the reader’s ignorance, or gratify his curiosity…And yet, backed by advertising hype and by unscrupulous, foot-in-the-door salesmen, Britannica would eventually sell 1 million sets, each costing several hundred dollars. Against all odds, the Great Books joined the roster of postwar fads like drive-ins, hula hoops, and Mexican jumping beans…The Great Books initially scratched a cultural itch, but before long became "synonymous with boosterism, Babbittry, and H.L. Mencken’s benighted boobocracy. They were everything that was wrong, unchic and middlbrow about America. Eventually, the fifty-four unreadable volumes proved to be no match for "the nonstop thrills and gags of the flittering little blue-gray screen" gaining popularity in households across the nation."

February 18th, 2009 • Posted in On Poetry

R.P. Blackmur: Form and Value like the Stones in an Arch

R.P. Blackmur in the opening sentences of his essay A Critic’s Job of Work writes this:

"Poetry is life at the remove of form and meaning; not life lived but life framed and identified. So the criticism of poetry is bound to be occupied at once with the terms and modes by which the remove was made and with the relation between – in the ambiguous stock phrase – content and form; which is to say with the establishment and appreciation of human or moral value. It will be the underlying effort of this essay to indicate approaches to criticism wherein these two problems – of form and value – will appear inextricable but not confused – like the stones in an arch of the timbers in a building."

February 18th, 2009 • Posted in On Collecting

Collecting Iris Murdoch Novels, for their Covers…

Speaking of Berry and Peterson’s, picked up these three beauties during my most recent visit:


Must admit, I’m guilty of judging Iris Murdoch by her covers. Have only read a bit of her philosophy…none of her novels, but since seeing the beautiful jacket on The Sea, The Sea years ago, I’ve been collecting her. The books are uniformly gorgeous. Chatto and Windus has to be one of my very most favourite, along with Faber, publishers.


Only 15, including the seven most difficult, to go…

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February 17th, 2009 • Posted in On Collecting

The Five Best Used Book Sales in Canada?


According to Richard Peterson, of the not-to-be-missed Berry and Peterson used bookstore in Kingston, Ontario, the four best used book sales in Canada are: University of Toronto’s Victoria College, University of Toronto’s Trinity College, McGill University Book Fair, and the Kingston Symphony Book Fair. I’d add the Rockcliffe Park Elementary School Book Fair, and perhaps the one in Ithaca, NY, if we’re looking at a five hour driving radius from my home base in Ottawa. All of them, from what I can tell, take place in the Fall. What would you add? Any Spring-time extravaganzas that we’re missing?Surely there’s something worth visiting out West, or down East?

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February 17th, 2009 • Posted in Nigel Beale Bookstore Photos

Books play an Essential Structural Purpose

Without them?…Crash! (by J. G. Ballard)

Found at Wayfarer Books, Kingston, ON.

February 16th, 2009 • Posted in Nigel Beale Bookstore Photos

Comic Books, Kingston and Canadian Afternoons

Stopped in at Book Land,

in Kingston, ON this morning and spoke to its long time proprietor, Tom Jacques, who told me that in recent years he’s had to shift his inventory away from comic books, toward paperbacks, largely because kids don’t seem to be reading the number of comics they once did. His shop used to be a popular haven for comic junkies to congregate and share their enthusiasms and artwork, much of which still graces the walls of the place…

I had no idea that comic books were responsible for spawning so much creative

output.

From Book Land, off to an outlying field, and shinny

on a frozen

slough,

 

followed by wieners roasted on an open fire…

as glorious and quintessentially Canadian an afternoon as you’d ever want to spend…

then, as the sun sank low to the horizon, downtown for coffee and a

few

more

of these.

February 15th, 2009 • Posted in On Life

For Valentine’s Day: How Love Works, according to Stendhal

Blue Tit In Winter, Gianpiero Ferrari

At the salt mines of Salzburg, they throw a leafless wintry bough into one of the abandoned workings. Two or three months later they pull it out covered with a shining deposit of crystals. The smallest twig, no bigger than a tom-tit’s claw, is studded with a galaxy of scintillating diamonds. The original branch is no longer recognizable. 

This brilliant crystallization metaphor is what Stendhal  used to describe the mental process of falling in love; of drawing from everything that happens, new proofs of the perfection of the loved one: no sooner do you think of a virtue than you detect it in your beloved….but your attention is still liable to wander after a time because one gets tired of anything uniform, even perfect happiness.

This, says Henri, is what happens next to fix the attention:

Doubt creeps in. First a dozen or so glances, or some other sequence of actions, raise and confirm the lover’s hopes. Then, as he recovers from the initial shock, he grows accustomed to his good fortune, or acts on a theory drawn from the common multitude of easily won women. He asks for more positive proofs of affection and tries to press his suit further. The second crystallization, which deposits diamond layers of prove that ’she loves me’.

Every few minutes throughout the night which follows the birth of doubt, the lover has a moment of dreadful misgiving, and then reassures himself, ’she loves me’; and crystallization begins to reveal new charms. Then once again the haggard eye of doubt pierces him and he stops transfixed. He forgets to draw breath and mutters, ‘But does she love me?’ Torn between doubt and delight, the poor lover convinces himself that she could give him such pleasure as he could find nowhere else on earth. It is the pre-eminence of this truth, and the road to it, with a fearsome precipice on one hand and a views of perfect happiness on the other, which set the second crystallization so far above the first. The lover’s mind vacillates between three ideas: She is perfect. She loves me. How can I get the strongest possible proofs of her love.?

Since love casts doubt upon what seemed proven before, the woman who was so certain, before intimacy, that her lover was entirely above vulgar promiscuity, no sooner remembers that she has nothing left to refuse him than she trembles lest he has merely been adding another conquest to his list. Only at this point does second crystallization begin, and much more strongly, since it is now accompanied by fear.

February 14th, 2009 • Posted in Literary Criticism

Why read Great Literature: the guide to a good life

Three books I’ve benefited from reading lately: Why Read? by Mark Edmunsdon, What Good are the Arts? by John Carey, and On Criticism by Noel Carroll. Here’s my take:

Most of us, through a combination of personal experience, education and advice from others, cultivate and try to follow as best we can, a set of values, ‘final narratives,’ beliefs, or central convictions about politics, love, sex, money, religion beauty, justice… in order to live a life we deem worth living. Great works of literature, when read seriously, can help. They can shake beliefs and change lives, provide solace and give direction. Some narratives reflect and conform to our own lived experience, many contradict or differ from it. The process of absorbing, accepting and/or rejecting these competing visions, ideas, world views and life maps constitutes an essential benefit of reading. 

The best reader admits, with Socrates, that he is lost. This isn’t easy in a culture filled with know-it-all punditry, sound bite certainty and pre-digested knowingness. Everywhere, the ‘authoritative’ spew forth: talking heads, hired to impart wisdom, partial often in impartial guise,  complicit in the consumer con-game we call society, where the mediocre is hailed as great!

So, literature, and the kind of reading that looks for irony, tension, ambiguity, and paradox, after Keats’s negative capability, which embraces " uncertainties, mysteries, doubts, without any irritable reaching after facts and reason." provides us with a break from the canned wisdom and spoon fed opinion that daily dominates the minds of many Western world inhabitants. Great literature encountered by a curious mind, offers up near infinite avenues of interpretation and meaning. The ‘indistinct’ nature of language is what great literature exploits in order to activate our imaginations. As John Carey puts it in What Good are the Arts? “Sights, sounds, smells, tastes and textures in literature are all indefinite compared to photographs or symphony concerts, but this means that they are reader-adjustable”.  Blinkered schools rob great writing of its diversity and richness.

Much that passes for criticism is in fact thievery, where this ‘meaning’ is stolen, hijacked, buried. It baldly transforms and re-casts original texts in light of: Foucault, Marx, feminism, Derrida, Queer Theory, whatever the cheer might be. Each may reveal valuable truths, but often at the expense of author intent. If these re-writings hold any inherent value, much better the critics themselves be studied as authors in their own right.

Once the often monumental difficulties have been scaled, the work of most theorists tends to repeat the same thing over and over again. Schools of criticism typically turn contingent literature into circumscribed philosophies which sanction one kind of happiness, one map, one version of the good life. This is wrong. "Theory" does not, and cannot, stand above the individual’s encounter and experience of Dante, Blake, Shakespeare and others in the canon.

One critic, Stanley Fish, has said that his goal as an interpreter is not to find ‘the truth,’ but to be as interesting as possible. Another, Paul de Man, says writing that matters, culminates at points of ‘undecidability’. The capacity to affirm and deny simultaneously is, according to de Man, all of consequence that literature yields.

Authorial intent is often very difficult to apprehend. Good criticism interprets work in ways that it deems would best meet with authorial approval. Achieving this means entering the author’s world, adopting his values, thinking, as closely as possible, her thoughts, using his language. Fearful Symmetry does this. As Mark Edmunson puts it in Why Read? Northrop Frye re-lives, recreates Blake’s vision. Not by perfectly reproducing intention, that can never be done, but through ‘inspired ventriloquism.’ By offering a persuasive version of what is most vital in the writer. Teacher merges with author, becomes creator, thereby making the past accessible to the present.

Art is defined by Noel Carroll in his recent book On Criticism as the intentional production of the artist; the artist as an individual creator of value. Criticism, he says, is about the discovery of value, not the clinical dissection and interpretation of various codes, or signifying systems or regimes of power. Description, contextualization, classification, elucidation, interpretation and analysis all contribute to the articulation of what is most important in criticism: the reasons upon which evaluation is based.  

What should one ask of a major work? Is it true? Can I live it? Put it into action? Does it show me how to live better, without fear, more joyously, exuberantly? Can I use it? What aspect of life does it illuminate? How can I translate its words into action? How does the author’s vision compare to my own narrative, my own experience in the world? What possibilities exist for intellectual and or emotional change? Writers, if they want to produce enduring work, need to answer our questions about how to live, or how not to, and provide guidance on what to do.

The test of a book lies in its power to transform life. It may charm, divert, teach something of the wider world, but if it can’t help at least some to imagine a different, better life, then it probably isn’t a major work. What determines a work’s longevity is the degree to which it serves as a successful guide to achieving the true, good, beautiful life; the degree to which it serves as a sort of Bible, one there for you to read for yourself, without the nervous attention of hovering priests telling you what it means.

 

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February 13th, 2009 • Posted in Nigel Beale Poems

Shameless Traffic baiting, Posts, Posters, Farrah and Pink Lollipop Poems…

After a cursory glance at this site’s visitor statistics I reflect with pleasant interest on the fact that JWM Turner seems to be attracting considerable attention. Closer inspection however reveals that it isn’t JW, but Farrah, who accompanies him in this post, in this outfit:


in a poster that graced the walls of my bedroom during high school years. Should have known…

Not so  obvious though is this post, which is also getting hard hit. Is it the image or the poem that attracts? Guess I’ll have to re-post with a different lollipop to get an answer…


 

A Big Pink Lollipop

She’d blow the bastion of his mind
Into a big pink lollipop
she said, puckering.

He’d shoplift and suck it
Show her insatiable
Lose his mind again,
Only watching this time.