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Tristram Shandy

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THE LIFE AND AND OPINIONS OF TRISTRAM SHANDY, GENT. by Laurence Sterne

My gestalt real-time review of this 18th Century novel HERE.

Incorporating a potential thesis on this comic novel as a tract of Antinatalism and Internet Grooming.

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“Nor does it much disturb my rest, when I see such great Lords and tall Personages as hereafter follow;—such, for instance, as my Lord A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H, I, K, L, M, N, O, P, Q, and so on, all of a row, mounted upon their several horses,—”

An important aside:
After due investigation, I seem to be the only person in the world to have noticed, in connection with the above ‘Tristram Shandy’ quote, that Mr Ramsay in Virginia Woolf’s ‘To The Lighthouse’ always foundered on getting past Q in the alphabet!

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Today’s “found art”: safe keeps and a not so safe keep for dholes, night-gaunts &c.

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Extract from my real-time review of THE DREAM-QUEST OF UNKNOWN KADATH by HP LoveCrAfT HERE:

Page 318 “…which he knew must be the fabled Peaks of Throk. Awful and sinister they stand in the haunted disk of sunless and eternal depths; higher than man may reckon, and guarding terrible valleys where the dholes crawl and burrow nastily. But Carter preferred to look at them than at his captors, which were indeed shocking and uncouth black things with smooth, oily, whale-like surfaces, unpleasant horns that curved inward toward each other, bat wings whose beating made no sound, ugly prehensile paws, and barbed tails that lashed needlessly and disquietingly. And worst of all, they never spoke or laughed, and never smiled because they had no faces at all to smile with, but only a suggestive blankness where a face ought to be. All they ever did was clutch and fly and tickle; that was the way of night-gaunts.”

–> Page 320 There are some remarkable passages in this novella that equate with, even exceed, passages in much more commonly accepted great literature – from which so-called literature HPL’s surrounding outlandish pulpishness, as some people may deem it, can be argued by those people to detract. As CArTer now scales a ladder I am not only reminded of my own experience of a nemonymous night toward not necessarily our outer limits as opposed to earth’s core but also reminded of Keith’s scaling of a ladder in my favourite novel of 2013 – the second part of Valiant Razalia: a duology by Michael Wyndham Thomas – a novel that positively resonates with the feel of HPL’s ‘Kadath’. And readers should read both VR and Kadath if they read one of them.

 

 

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