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Tag Archives: Moby Dick
“Call me Ishmael.”
A wonderful book review of a new biography of Herman Melville. I like this: Readers will note that I have said nothing very much about Moby-Dick . But what can anyone say? Its quietly portentous first sentence is as famous … Continue reading
EM Forster on Dostoevsky and Moby Dick
More from EM Forster’s ASPECTS OF THE NOVEL. (I introduce what this book is about here.) Moby Dick is one of the grandest most exciting reading experiences I’ve ever had. It wasn’t like a book at all. It was an … Continue reading
Posted in writers
Tagged E.M. Forster, Fyodor Dostoevsky, Herman Melville, Moby Dick, The Brothers Karamazov
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Re-Reading Books
I’m re-reading Call of the Wild right now. Which got me to thinking about books you read in junior high and high school which made little to no impression on you, and then you went back and re-read them, as … Continue reading
Recommended Reading: Fiction
And now for the Fiction recommendations. (See the Non-Fiction ones below) Choosing books out of all the books I love is rather torturous for me. So this is an impulsive, scanning-the-bookshelves-with-mine-eyes and writing titles down spur-of-the-moment kind of list. Here … Continue reading
Posted in Books, James Joyce
Tagged A.S. Byatt, Atonement, Charlotte Bronte, Crime and Punishment, England, fiction, Fyodor Dostoevsky, Going After Cacciato, Harriet the Spy, Herman Melville, Ian McEwan, Ireland, J.D. Salinger, Jane Eyre, Louise Fitzhugh, Michael Chabon, Moby Dick, Possession, Russia, The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier & Clay, The Catcher In the Rye, The Dead, The Things They Carried, Tim O'Brien, Vietnam
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Cherished Books
I just moved, hired a company to do it for me because … well, because I just have too many damn books to move, and there is nothing heavier than a box of books. My former apartment was a 5th … Continue reading
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Tagged Alice in Wonderland, Canada, Catch-22, children's books, England, fiction, Herman Melville, Hopeful Monsters, Jane Austen, Joseph Heller, L.M. Montgomery, Lewis Carroll, Lives of the Saints, Madeleine L'Engle, Mating, Moby Dick, Nancy Lemann, Nicholas Mosley, Norman Rush, poetry, Sylvia Plath
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Melville’s Whiteness of the Whale
“I know that, to the common apprehension, this phenomenon of whiteness is not confessed to be the prime agent in exaggerating the terror of objects otherwise terrible; nor to the unimaginative mind is there aught of terror in those appearances … Continue reading