Wednesday, January 22, 2003
After reading it for nearly three months , I finished Absalom, Absalom!, which revealed itself to be less a monstrousity than I was imagining on pages one through one-hundred-and-eighty. The epic size of the story -- the stories within stories and the stories of the story-tellers themselves -- intimidated me, but I was determined to piece it together through faithful and diligent effort. I may have even been temporarily rewarded with a superficial understanding at the end, but the implications slowly crept into my head as the day wore on, the undertones of classism, racism -- possibly unavoidable with Faulkner's background -- and the idea that we, as story tellers and living tomes of history, can never be truly objective.
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