The Mountain (Which Mountain?)
He longs for the one line to give them that they will always remember, that will embrace everything, that will point the way, but he cannot find the line, he cannot recognise it.
A selection of my recent critical and non-fictional writing.
He longs for the one line to give them that they will always remember, that will embrace everything, that will point the way, but he cannot find the line, he cannot recognise it.
What does our obsession with Gatsby mean? How does the novel’s endless popularisation alter the way that we relate to it – and what does that say about how mass culture obstructs our relationship to concepts in general?
And yet, how does it work – this supposedly simple skill of reading which millions of children learn anew every single year? We stare at a screen or a page and a collection of dark curves and slashes causes us to see anything that it is possible for an author to have imagined.
I’m interested in The Morning Star at the level of technique: how does a nearly-700 page novel about the nature of reality become readable?