Wednesday, July 30, 2008
A Highly Unnecessary Reiteration of the Reader-Response Theory
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Quickie
Ok, I think I know how to make paragraph breaks between lines of text. But first, you know that to edit a post you click the little pencil icon at the bottom of the post -- hovering your cursor over the pencil, a bubble should appear saying something like "edit post".
-- Anyway, when you're typing a post, click the "Edit Html" tab at the top of the text box (next to the "Compose" tab). Around any block of text you want to set off with line breaks, you type < p > at the beginning of the text (before the first character) and < / p > at the end (after the last character). NOTE: Do NOT put spaces in between the characters of the command codes -- I had to do that because otherwise the blog would think I wanted paragraph breaks... Also, I think you can enter these codes into your posts when you're in the "Compose" setting as well.
I'm going to put paragraph breaks between your Brothers quotes. You can go to the "Edit Post" and see exactly what codes I put in. As for making tabs or indents in text, I don't know how to do that yet. I'll work on it.
Monday, July 21, 2008
The Brothers
Scattered Thoughts
Thursday, July 17, 2008
Cobwebs
By the way, who wrote The Origin of Islam? Sounds interesting. Let us know how it goes. I'm picking up the short stories of Borges again for inspiration -- my own first short story is due Monday in creative writing class (I haven't started). I've also become more interested in poetry: I'll find some good poems to post. Still reading Proust--his shorter stories, poems, and The Novel--flipping through some of Gabriel Garcia Marquez's short stories/novellas (No One Writes to the Colonel) and looking at Nabokov's Invitation to a Beheading (and not getting anywhere in it, as usual). Also perusing Ulysses and Finnegans Wake. But my big find of recent days is Helen Keller's The World I Live In. This is from chapter 1--"The Seeing Hand":
I have just touched my dog. He was rolling in the grass, with pleasure in every muscle and limb. I wanted to catch a picture of him in my fingers, and I touched him as lightly as I would cobwebs; but lo, his fat body revolved, stiffened and solidified into an upright position, and his tongue gave my hand a lick! He pressed close to me, as if he were fain to crowd himself into my hand. He loved it with his tail, with his paw, with his tongue. If he could speak, I believe he would say with me that paradise is attained by touch; for in touch is all love and intelligence.
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Some thoughts
Monday, July 14, 2008
Etiolated by lack of fresh air
How to attach documents?
Sunday, July 6, 2008
How to get any woman into bed
Thursday, July 3, 2008
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
A quote to share 2
Book List
- Borges, Jorge Luis -- Collected Works
- Eco, Umberto - Misreadings
- Gardner, John -- Grendel
- Gide, Andre -- The Immoralist
- Goethe, Johann Wolfgang von -- The Sorrows of Young Werther
- Heidegger, Martin -- Being and Time
- Joyce, James -- A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
- Joyce, James -- Dubliners
- Joyce, James -- Ulysses
- Proust, Marcel -- In Search of Lost Time
- Shakespeare, William -- Hamlet