On
my way back from the library he was still on his bench, still reading,
seemingly frozen, and curiosity got the better of me. The book that so absorbed him was one I had
never heard of -- The Kills (Picador, 2103), an omnibus edition of four novels by Richard House. “Sort of a thriller,”
he said, “but more complicated than that.” He had been so absorbed in the story
that he stood, stretched and moaned at his stiffness. “I got kind of lost in
it,” the junior in chemical engineering said. I was further impressed with him
reading a 1,024-page novel when, later, I learned the digital edition comes
with “a series of short films embedded on the page, often with text overlaid,
as well as animations and audio clips.” He eschewed the electronic doodads for
the old-fashioned pleasures of print-based narrative. “This is reading for fun,”
he said. “We have to do a lot of heavy reading, technical stuff. I don’t
exactly call [The Kills] escape
reading. It’s serious and you have to remember a lot of stuff, but that’s fun
too.”
Reading
David Yezzi’s latest essay in The New
Criterion, “Sound and Sensibility,” which comes with an epigraph from “The
Audible Reading of Poetry,” sent me back to the Yvor Winters collection the
passage comes from, The Function of
Criticism (1957). The last of the volume’s five essays is “English
Literature in the Sixteenth Century,” which includes an evaluation of C.S. Lewis
literary history volume of the same title (1954). Here’s the way Winters
concludes the essay:
“As
to scholarship and criticism, one has to look for it wherever it happens to lie
concealed. One tracks it down year by year, by employing the latest
bibliographical methods. Or else one reads and reads and reads, and does one’s
best to remember. It is a messy business, any way one takes it; but it is also
fascinating.”
I
like the breathless, teenage quality of “one reads and reads and reads.”
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