Nov 10, 2009 13:49
And bored. Really, really bored. I have exhausted my capacity for lying still (not sleeping, because I'm not quite sick enough to nap at the moment) - one hour. I have exhausted my capacity for eating - one bowl of rice, and a mikan. There's studying to do, there's always studying to do, but I've just about exhausted my capacity for creativity with kanji memorization techniques, and I'm hoarding it for a rainy day.
Apparently I had a conversation about gender politics yesterday. I don't remember it all that clearly - mostly with this enormous sense of disbelief. Bikkurishimashita.
Right now, I'm reading a book called Modern Japanese Fiction and Its Traditions. It's an interesting book, if often pretentious and self-conscious, but that's kind of hard to avoid when you're writing about literature. Even with the best of intentions you often end up sounding silly. No help for it, except to try to be as undignified and frivolous as possible. Anyway, I'm learning a lot, and there's several books in here I'm going to try to hunt up in the library, should I ever finish reading this one. One way it's interesting is that because according to this, a lot of my writing could be placed in the Japanese literary tradition rather than in the Western literary tradition. Not much plot, not much talk, a lot of suggestion. The focus isn't on action but on interaction, and often nothing much really seems to happen. It's nice to know that this isn't necessarily a flaw.
More on this anon. I am Having Thoughts About Metafiction In The Literary Tradition. They need to do thoughtly things.
on writing,
reading