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READ & DOWNLOAD ì As I Lay Dying í Pe patul de moarte este considerata una dintre cele mai captivante si inovative carti din punct de vedere stilistic firul narativ fiind construit pe baza monologului interior al personajelor in ciuda titlului intunecat aceasta este o carte despre orice altceva in afara de moarte Respectand ultima dorinta a mamei cPe patul de moarte este considerata una dintre cele mai captivante si inovative carti din punct de vedere stilistic firul narativ fiind construit pe baza monologului interior al personajelor in ciuda titlului intunecat aceasta este o carte despre orice altceva in afara de moarte Respecta. I know you're supposed to love this book because it's Faulker but I HATED IT I know you're cool and intelligent if you read Faulkner but I can't stand him Sorry I don't know what he's talking about and at the risk of sounding immodest I am bright I DON'T think it's cool and hip to write in a confusing manner and I don't try to impress others by liking ambiguity I had my fill in college with snobs who pretended to like this stuff Sorry I sound harsh here I'm really a nice person but YUK

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Nd ultima dorinta a mamei clanul Burden se indreapta spre Jefferson locul ei de bastina pentru a o ingropa Calatoria plina de evenimente neprevazute si incarcate de simbolism dureaza noua zile Tot ce li se intampla celor din clanul Bundren pe drumul spre cimitirul din Jefferson capitala. Once you get past the ungainly oddness and wild strangeness which assails you from every direction then you can see the weirdness which lies beyond The story and there is a very strong clear linear narrative here is wonderfully stupid A back country family in Mississippi in the 20s has their dear mama Addie Bundren up and die on them and the lazy ass sumbitch daddy thinks he then has to carry out her settled dying wish which very unreasonably was to get buried with her own kin 40 miles away in Jefferson This wouldn’t be so bad except it’s the height of summer and there’s just been bad rains and a flood so the bridges over the river are down The whole passel of them four sons one daughter one daddy two mules and one horse nevertheless trek off to do the right thing To say they encounter obstacles would be to say nought but the truth One such is that before very long Addie starts to decomp to which many passing strangers take exception So it’s kind of a comic tale but it ain’t told comically No sir No ma’am The guides will say the same thing about this short but dense like a black hole novel As I Lay Dying is written as a series of stream of consciousness monologues in which the characters’ thoughts are presented in all their uncensored chaos without the organizing presence of an objective narrator That’s from the online Spark Notes Fair enough except that it’s just completely not true All the short chapters are headed up with a character name and it kind of naturally seems as if that character is narrating but a only occasionally could you call anything in this book stream of consciousness and even then it’s nothing at all like our old beloved friends Virginia Woolf or James Joyce because these interior monologues come at you in perfectly formed and mostly graceful sentences; and b The chapters obey no consistent rules or they change the rules all the time which is the same thing so that in the middle of a paragraph it is suddenly the author’s omniscient voice popping up And another thing what Faulkner does all the time is bend the credibility of the characters’ voices until they break Here’s two examples of purely natural monologue Because be durn if there ain’t something about a durn fellow like Anse that seems to make a man have to help him even when he knows he’ll be wanting to kick himself the next minuteAnd Sometimes I think it aint none of us pure crazy and aint none of us pure sane until the balance of us talks him that a way It’s like it aint so much what a fellow does but it’s the way the majority of folks is looking at him when he does it But here’s an example of Faulkner’s own voice breaking in The narrator here is Vardaman aged around ten I can cry uiet now feeling and hearing my tears It is dark I can hear wood silence I know them But not living sounds not even him It is as though the dark were resolving him out of his integrity into an unrelated scattering of componentsThe last sentence is not Vardaman It’s Faulkner Here’s the daughter Dewey Dell – her usual mode is like this About his head the print of his hat sweated into his hair His shirt is blotched with sweat He has not washed his hands and arms But then The cow breathes upon my hips and back her breath warm sweet stertorous moaning even my spellcheck does not know stertorous much less an uneducated 17 year old country girl So what is Faulkner doing here Messing with us readers I thinkAnd now here’s Darl one of the sons Now as this family is the purely uneducated rural poor how is it one of their sons the one who narrates about half of the book thinks in this lushly textured poetic and highly intellectual language He looks up at the gaunt face framed by the window in the twilight It is a composite picture of all time since he was a child For a while still she looks down at him from the composite picture neither with censure nor approbation Then she flings herself across Addie Bundren’s knees clutching her shaking her with the furious strength of the young before sprawling suddenly across the handful of rotten bones that Addie Bundren left jarring the whole bed into a chattering sibilance of mattress shucks her arms outflung and the fan in one hand still beating with expiring breath into the uiltShe looks down at the face It is like a casting of fading bronze upon the pillow the hands alone still with any semblance of life a curled gnarled inertness; a spent yet alert uality from which weariness exhaustion travail has not yet departed as though they doubted even yet the actuality of rest guarding with horned and penurious alertness the cessation which they know cannot last Check out these examples of Darl’s vocabulary We go on with a motion so soporific so dreamlike as to be uninferant of progress as though time and not space were decreasing between us and it How do our lives ravel out into the no wind no sound the weary gestures wearily recapitulantA cubistic bugStarkly re accruentDon’t sound like no poor white trash I ever came acrost dunt know about you Sounds like Marcel damn Proust than Hank Williams Shoot sounds like this William Faulkner hisself talkin Seems he didn’t want to write no normal book but one a them whatchacallem modernist efforts but like he jes couldnt hep hisself had to git that thar poetic jawbreakin stuff in there someways n so turned one a his ole country boys into some kinda god damn genius It doesn’t really work a few pages of Darl and my suspension of disbelief came crashing down and really bruised my left shoulder I can still feel it now And there’s another thing about old Darl He freuently launches off into Deep Space like this I don’t know what I am I don’t know if I am or not Jewel knows he is because he does not know that he does not know whether he is or not He cannot empty himself for sleep because he is not what he is and he is what he is not I had to look round and ask here who let Samuel Beckett in hereEven so and also taking into consideration a couple of apparent plot holes in the rather too neat O Henryish ending how did bumbling Anse fix up all that in such a short space of time I still loved the bravery and confidence of this novel It ramified my brain and there is hardly any higher praise It was great 45 stars

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As I Lay DyingComitatului Yoknapatawpha are valoare simbolica in primul rand simbolic este faptul ca acest sir de peripetii cu o mama moarta vreme de noua zile reprezinta nu numai un sacrilegiu ci si o terifianta reflectare distorsionata a insesi imaginii maternitatii implinite dupa noua luni de sarci. This thrilling chilling tale is told through a sort of schizm The conglomeration of different consciousnesses is a bubbling soup mixed in with dark symbols Southern Gothic elements and it is indeed a delightful experience an overly delicious dish The macabre is Alive; this prose palpitates This is waayyy accessible than say The Sound and the Fury and for those who have strayed away from this darling writer this particular masterpiece will immediately put him or her in Faulkner's direct sphere of influence heshe will swim in that dark twisted atmosphere bask in it for some long while Read this and you will know what Faulkner his deep haunted tortured South are all aboutThe Best Willy Faulkner book