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A DEATH WISH AND A SENSE OF SIN

THE POETICS OF ANN QUIN, by David Vichnar Ann Quin (1937-1973) emerged from her troubled childhood—marked by her father’s abandonment of the family and the highly traumatic experience of the upbringing, despite her atheism, received at a Roman Catholic convent—with a severely impaired mental health which, following a series of nervous breakdowns she periodically suffered … Continue reading

INTERNETTING THE BOOK

MARK DANIELEWSKI’S HOUSE OF LEAVES AS  HYPERMEDIA, by David Vichnar. First published in VLAK 4 (September 2013): 22-29.   The cause célèbre surrounding Kenneth Goldsmith’s “Printing Out the Internet” project can be regarded as the (unecological) reversion from screen and bytes to paper and ink, as the (nonsensical) revenge of text upon hypertext, or as a belated symbolic … Continue reading

BETWEEN THE TUNDRA AND THE OCEAN

On ALEXANDER TROCCHI by Andrew Hodgson, first published in Berfrois, August 26, 2013.   Much is written of Alexander Trocchi’s “profound nihilism”. It is often argued that in his rejection and modification of language and narrative; work and reality (through taking heroin): he “willed death”; “willed to nothingness”. In his “serious novels” Young Adam (1954) and Cain’s Book (1960) … Continue reading

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“I think we ought to read only the kind of books that wound and stab us. If the book we are reading doesn’t wake us up with a blow on the head, what are we reading it for?…we need the books that affect us like a disaster, that grieve us deeply, like the death of someone we loved more than ourselves, like being banished into forests far from everyone, like a suicide. A book must be the axe for the frozen sea inside us” // Franz Kafka, letter to Oskar Pollack, 27 January 1904
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