Friday, January 27, 2006
Faulkner and Bun B should have talked
Hot Chip- Keep Fallin'
I was reading William Burroughs' Nova Express and was wondering when did literature become so compartmentalized? I can't imagine someone outside of media whore Dave Eggers producing something like that to any commercial acclaim nowadays. Does being brown or black matter? I mean, when is another Ishmael Reed going to come out and write a novel (or graphic novel?) about something other than a pure coming-of-age story, a book that is more than a book. Sometimes, I just want to write some Marias-esque clunky narrative where things don't happen, thinking does--like Javier said in some magazine I read, there is a thing called 'literary thinking' like there is 'philosophical thinking'. And what was it that Camus said: Americans are the only writers who think they don't have to be philosophers.
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