to M, you ask each individual, because I will be disadvantaged by the fortune (or at least not as much as I helped), because I have been denied instead favors granted to other less deserving than me? Since no one thinks that his woes can be attributed to its smallness, which will identify a culprit here.
Umberto Eco - The cemetery of Prague
A LLI, entre escobas without straw and broken pots, believed discover one day that writers begin their novels with the sole and exclusive purpose of establishing, on a secret piece of work, a kingdom for his most helpless.
Enrique Vila-Matas - Lie
S i had to relate to an image printing I have made the front pages of "The Crying of Lot 49" say it's like riding a roller coaster is visceral and it is impossible to freeze experience as it happens. Personally I hate those rails all bent and twisted, my body can not manage.
Firstly, because I never considered exciting to do with my gut what a player does with his dice before rolling over and be paid in advance. I am not amused. The pressure on the floor, the world tour with an intensity of nine on the Richter scale, the vomit with a festival of abstractions and colors. However, it suits me to describe the journey of Oedipa Maas in Pynchon; opinion perhaps still premature, but it definitely encourages me to progress in reading.
Pynchon The language used is uninhibited, devoid of filters and therefore is a proposal that is not stale despite having been written in 1965 and published next year by Lippincott & Co. Conspiracy or hoax, Oedipa begins his journey with a lack of interest then becomes clear that during the course of the narrative curiosity and intrigue .
input I am interested in the literary language of the sixties. The voices that dominate the new American literature are those of the postmodern. Formed in the fifties and even in the aftermath of the Second War unhealed and new military conflicts such as Korea and the looming presence in Vietnam, there are voices harsh willing to talk about topics rarely visited by the general fully public and distant from the Victorian themes and nineteenth-century novel. Kurt Vonnegut Jr., John Barth, Truman Capote, Bel Kaufman, Richard Yates and a 29-year-old Pynchon, among others.
However, the tone often has a strong sense of irony and sarcasm. There is no interest in these authors to participate in the dominant moral or provide a message of reconciliation in his writings. Non-conformism is a speech if you will. It was a generation that was fortunate enough to be "politically incorrect" without even coining the term. Pynchon gives this novel aspects of pop culture, makes clear allusions to the Beatles and LSD mentions and will of many scientists to experiment with patients (many in their right mind) that prevailed in those years. Pynchon makes fun of all this deliberately. We know that self-censorship is the only possible death of the writer.
