Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Greatness

The editors of This Recording recently took it upon themselves to rank the one hundred greatest writers (ever). I know that these lists, by their very nature, are highly subjective and informed by the compilers respective biases (nationality/ethnicity/language(s) spoken and read/gender/sexual preference/socio-economic background/etc.). So while it was no mean feat, and their chutzpah (hubris?) is commendable (and I'm a little tickled that Byron placed so highly - 25 - although even I think it's ridiculous) , their inclusion of some questionably great writers has to be challenged (but it should also be said that their list certainly made me think about what makes a writer, or a work of literature, great, and that I waited with bated breath to read each installment and to see if, and where, my favourite writers made the cut). Robert A. Heinlein? Mary Shelley? Henry Miller? Lorene Niedecker? These are some of the greatest writers to have lived? I can easily think of dozens of writers I'd have opted for before any of these. And of the hundred writers, seventy-two wrote in English, fifty-five are Twentieth-Century and thirty-nine are American (no Canadians, of course, unless Saul Bellow or Malcolm Lowry are guilty by association). Which is simply absurd. Which is why I'm posting my own list (I suppose I'm as defenceless as anyone against hubris or self-indulgence). Not exactly of the one hundred greatest writers (because how can anyone decide what and who is great - apart from Shakespeare, of course, who, by the way, came in third on This Recording's list, so, clearly, it's complete nonsense), it's a list of my favourite (i.e. what I've read) novels, poets, dramatists, non-fiction works, short fiction collections and works of speculative fiction (in no particular order). But I'll preface it with a dozen (thirteen, actually) writers I think are nonpareil, and didn't make the cut at This Recording. 


Fiction

Pride and Prejudice - Jane Austen
The Deptford Trilogy - Robertson Davies
The Road - Cormac McCarthy
Light Years - James Salter
Pale Fire - Vladimir Nabokov
Lolita - Vladimir Nabokov
Properties of Light - Rebecca Goldstein
Quarantine - Jim Crace
The Master and Margarita - Mikhail Bulgakov
Love in the Time of Cholera - Gabriel García Márquez
One Hundred Years of Solitude - Gabriel García Márquez
Justine/Balthazar - Lawrence Durrell
Alice's Adventure in Wonderland/Through the Looking Glass - Lewis Carroll
The Gormenghast Trilogy - Mervyn Peake
Little, Big - John Crowley
Tristram Shandy - Laurence Sterne
Cancer Ward - Alexander Solzhenitsyn
Cat's Cradle - Kurt Vonnegut
The Passion - Jeanette Winterson
The Unbearable Lightness of Being - Milan Kundera
Emma - Jane Austen
The Moonstone - Wilkie Collins
The Leopard - Giuseppe Tomasi di Lampedusa
The Heart Is a Lonely Hunter - Carson McCullers
The Good Soldier - Ford Madox Ford
Song of Solomon - Toni Morrison
To the Lighthouse - Virginia Woolf
V. - Thomas Pynchon
Nostromo - Joseph Conrad
Ægypt sequence - John Crowley
The Conversations at Curlow Creek - David Malouf
Written on the Body - Jeanette Winterson
The English Patient - Michael Ondaatje
Point Counter Point - Aldous Huxley
Gravity's Rainbow - Thomas Pynchon
Still Life with Woodpecker - Tom Robbins
Put Out More Flags - Evelyn Waugh
Scoop -Evelyn Waugh
Vile Bodies - Evelyn Waugh
Persuasion - Jane Austen
The Brief History of the Dead - Kevin Brockmeier
A Scientific Romance - Ronald Wright
The Translator - John Crowley
The Age of Innocence - Edith Wharton
The Great Gatsby - F. Scott Fitzgerald
The Baron in the Trees - Italo Calvino
Narcissus and Goldmund - Hermann Hesse
Notes from the Underground - Fyodor Dostoevsky
The Charterhouse of Parma - Stendhal
Thousand Cranes - Yasunari Kawabata

Poets

Anne Carson
Charles Wright
Rita Dove
Seamus Heaney
Anthony Hecht
J.D. McClatchy
Anne Michaels
e.e. cummings
John Donne
Edward Thomas
Mark Strand
Wallace Stevens
A.R. Ammons
Andrew Marvell
John Keats
Yehuda Amichai
Pablo Neruda
Emily Brontë
Eugenio Montale
Yves Bonnefoy
Pedro Salinas
W.B. Yeats
Catullus
Percy Bysshe Shelley
Walt Whitman
C.P. Cavafy
Ezra Pound
Octavio Paz
Eugénio de Andrade
Gerard Manley Hopkins
Robert Browning
Elizabeth Bishop
Alexander Pope
Lord Byron
Lars Gustafsson
Robert Herrick
W.S. Merwin
Derek Walcott
Cesare Pavese
Galway Kinnell
George Seferis
Rafael Alberti
Czeslaw Milosz
Robert Penn Warren
Fernando Pessoa
Louise Bogan
Charles Baudelaire
Joseph Brodsky
Vicente Aleixandre
Jean Follain

Drama

King Lear - William Shakespeare
Long Day's Journey into Night - Eugene O'Neill
Hamlet - William Shakespeare
Othello- William Shakespeare
Angels in America - Tony Kushner
Iphegeneia at Aulis - Euripides
Antigone - Jean Anouilh
The Importance of Being Earnest - Oscar Wilde
She Stoops to Conquer - Oliver Goldsmith
The Recruiting Officer - George Farquhar
The Beaux' Stratagem - George Farquhar
Tartuffe/The Misanthrope - Molière
Ondine/The Madwoman of Chaillot - Jean Giraudoux
Uncle Vanya - Anton Chekhov
Galileo - Bertolt Brecht

Non-Fiction

Rubicon - Tom Holland
Melodies Unheard - Anthony Hecht
The Lives of a Cell - Lewis Thomas
The Island of the Colorblind - Oliver Sacks
Religio Medici/Hydriotaphia - Sir Thomas Browne
Patrimony - Philip Roth
The Oldest Dead White European Males and Other Reflections on the Classics - Bernard Knox
The Gutenberg Elegies - Sven Birkerts
The Mirror of Myth - Jasper Griffin
What Am I Doing Here - Bruce Chatwin

Speculative Fiction

Novelties and Souvenirs - John Crowley
The Earthsea Trilogy - Ursula K. Le Guin
Map of Desires - M. Rickert
Shadow of Ashland - Terence M. Green
Tigana - Guy Gavriel Kay
On Wings of Song - Thomas M. Disch
The Left Hand of Darkness - Ursula K. Le Guin
Dragonsinger/Dragonsong - Anne McCaffrey
Davy - Edgar Pangborn
The Lions of Al-Rassan - Guy Gavriel Kay

Short Fiction

Something I've Been Meaning to Tell You - Alice Munro
A Fanatic Heart - Edna O'Brien
Collected Fictions - Jorge Luis Borges
Collected Stories - Katherine Mansfield
The Stories - John Cheever

'My Year in Lists' Los Campesinos!

Saturday, September 26, 2009

Hate Kills

I learned this yesterday in The New Yorker. One of the results of the anti-Semitic furore during the Dreyfus affair was, in 1943, after her arrest by the Gestapo, Madeleine, granddaughter of Alfred Dreyfus, being deported by Vichy France (rife with anti-Dreyfusards) and ending her life at Auschwitz. It's awful how words are simply useless.

'Madeleine' Saint Etienne

Friday, September 25, 2009

Fitzie!


I just learned (thank you, Garrison) that today is F. Scott Fitzgerald's birthday. I think it must be a sign that  I should re-read The Great Gatsby, don't you ? Plus he's just so bloody tragic, and I've been feeling a trifle melancholy recently, so bring on the sadness, Fitzie. 

Uncensored


So Banned Books Week begins tomorrow. It celebrates the importance of the First Amendment and the freedom (and right) to choose what one wishes to read. It's quite surprising which books have been challenged or banned and on what grounds. There are the usual suspects, of course, such as Twain's Huckleberry Finn (inappropriate racial slurs), The Catcher in the Rye (because it's "a filthy, filthy book"), and The Satanic Verses (blasphemy!), the Harry Potter novels (Satanism and anti-family sentiments - really?) and Philip Pullman's Dark Materials trilogy (anti-religious, political stance). But also the Lord of the Rings (burned in New Mexico as satanic), Song of Solomon (apparently it's "filth", "trash" and "repulsive"), As I Lay Dying (questions the existence of God - also contains a passage about masturbation), and The Grapes of Wrath (the names of God and Jesus are used "in a vain and profane manner"). Mostly it appears to be issues of sex (and homosexuality), inappropriate language, and the horrors and contagion of irreligious or "humanist" thinking (with a minority upset by the use of racial slurs). 

To show my solidarity with these and other writers, I'm reading a book that I own and that has suffered from repeated attempts to silence it's voice. Not sure which, though. It's between Nineteen Eighty-Four ("pro-communist"), The Satanic Verses ("blasphemous to the prophet Mohammed" and Islam and the Koran, too, of course), Brave New World ("orgies, self-flogging, suicide" with characters who show "contempt for religion, marriage and the family", and it makes promiscuous sex "look like fun"), and The Great Gatsby ("language and sexual references"). I considered The Catcher in the Rye but I've read it twice and I really prefer Salinger's stories. I'll probably pick one of the shorter works because I'm currently reading Crowley's Ægypt tetralogy, plus I just began Don Quixote (suffered water damage at some point), not to mention books borrowed from the library for research. In fact, I think it'll have to be Brave New World. Any book that can make promiscuity fun deserves a repeated reading. And I encourage everyone to read one of the challenged books from the American Library Association's list (even the Gossip Girl books have the right to be read and to an audience, I suppose). 

'Read & Re-Read' I Am Robot and Proud

Monday, September 21, 2009

Perfect Symmetry


Gorgeous new shimmery pop from Welsh indie kids Los Campesinos! 

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Bounty





Tomorrow I begin harvesting Chinese cabbages. They're a variety of Monument cabbage - not the one I thought I'd planted (apparently this a common problem, even though the seed packet described the variety I wanted), but it'll still make gallons of kimchee. So I'm preparing the kitchen and turning it into my kimchee factory for the next two days. We may be forced to eat pizza and ice cream until we're able to cook again, but I'm pretty certain Lesha will manage to bear it somehow (she's awfully resilient). So here are some photos of the garden - beginning several weeks ago, the most recent from last week (and the cabbages are even larger now).

It's All Too Much






Our neighbourhood in North Portland (University Park) is a delight to the eyes and nose. It's simply bursting with indescribably beautiful flora: trees (majestic, warty, delicate and fruit-bearing - our neighbours have Italian plums which shade our yard and we've benefited thereby with so much fruit), shrubs/bushes, grasses, vegetables (tomatoes and pumpkins everywhere - and, yes, I know they're actually fruits) and, of course, flowers - especially sunflowers. But, since the summer is rapidly ending, the sunflowers are suffering from advanced macrocephaly. They remind me of triffids, in fact (Lesha agrees that they're quite creepy - with their enormous expressionless faces). Still, I wish I could bear their burden for them. 

'Sunflower' Low

Saturday, September 5, 2009

Art Attack


Damien Hirst is a humourless wanker of the first order. And Pharmacy is an iconic work of art? I'm mystified, truly.

'Art Attack' The Maynards

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Herzlichen Glückwunsch zum Geburtstag

I realized after posting the Gorey link that today is my (other) nephew's birthday, and in light of this my sister might assume that Gorey's work somehow indicated my feelings (conscious or otherwise) for him (or children as a whole). Which is completely untrue. I like kids, really I do (mostly) - there are many I even love. I merely stumbled into the Gorey website and decided I had to link to it. My nephew is probably the sweetest boy I know, and the funniest (ask him to tell you a joke, particularly a knock-knock joke). And what I said for his older brother's birthday is true of him as well; I don't see him often enough (it feels worse, in fact, because I moved to Massachusetts five months before his birth, and so have seen him even less frequently than his brother - and I can't believe I've been an expat for four years). Anyway, Happy Birthday from your west coast Aunt and Uncle, and I'll work on making a Gorey enthusiast of you.



Goreyness


I'm posting this link for some friends who aren't exactly thrilled that their friends and families are busily reproducing, and are thus feeling increasingly outnumbered as representatives of a happily childless state.  And I suppose for anyone else who has an unequivocal loathing for children, or simply loves Edward Gorey's work (or macabre art) as much as I do. 

'Cool Kids of Death' Saint Etienne