<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506</id><updated>2011-12-15T03:19:18.041Z</updated><category term='conslience'/><category term='Digital texts'/><category term='प्रौस्त'/><category term='novel'/><category term='evolutionary psychology'/><category term='purpose of novel'/><category term='intelligent systems'/><category term='Delft'/><category term='Poetry'/><category term='hypertext'/><category term='वेर्मीर'/><category term='Literature'/><category term='poetry blog'/><category term='poetry technicality'/><category term='nabokov'/><title type='text'>moleskine modality</title><subtitle type='html'>Daniele's Rule:
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Gilbert Adair does a fine essay in the Guardian today:The supreme genius of cinema I have the DVD of Au Hasard Balthazar (1966). I'm one of those who doesn't like the amateur acting. It would be interesting to know if he encouraged the actors to act in  that deadpan manner, or whether that is all they could come up with. As Adair says, the  star is Balthazar herself</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/1043467618382899920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=1043467618382899920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/1043467618382899920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/1043467618382899920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/10/robert-bresson.html' title='Robert Bresson'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-4933784630835107736</id><published>2007-10-05T12:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-05T14:29:01.015Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry technicality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Poetry blog - Mind of Winter</title><summary type='text'>Check the blogroll: you won't find too many poetry sites. But this one, Mind of Winter, by or connected with Michael D. Hoke, which wandered across my path a few days ago, is one I like. Reading bits of that encouraged another return to a book on poetry to make one final effort to get to grips with the most basic terminological/technical aspects which I really know little about, and which never </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/4933784630835107736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=4933784630835107736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/4933784630835107736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/4933784630835107736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/10/poetry-blog-mind-of-winter.html' title='Poetry blog - Mind of Winter'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-104280923086488469</id><published>2007-10-04T15:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-05T12:02:54.361Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Digital texts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='novel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hypertext'/><title type='text'>A hypertextual Exploration of hypertext</title><summary type='text'>A Project by Tara Martineau at Arizona State University</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/104280923086488469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-3268477287947135597</id><published>2007-10-01T17:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-02T09:43:09.206Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evolutionary psychology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conslience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intelligent systems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Literature'/><title type='text'>Towards a  Consilient Study of Literature</title><summary type='text'>Towards a Consilient Study of LiteratureSteven Pinker discusses The Literary Animal: Evolution and the Nature of Narrative, edited by Jonathan Gottschall and David Sloan Wilson, Northwestern University Press, 2005 in Philosophy and Literature, 2007, 31: 161–177Thanks to Garcila for mentioning this article in comments in my post Cutting Remarks.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/3268477287947135597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=3268477287947135597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/3268477287947135597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/3268477287947135597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/10/towards-consilient-study-of-literature.html' title='Towards a  Consilient Study of Literature'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-6742812098318543381</id><published>2007-10-01T16:04:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-10-13T11:21:48.148Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purpose of novel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nabokov'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='novel'/><title type='text'>The Purpose of the Novel</title><summary type='text'>It is possible to read a novel because you are impressed by the writing more than the story itself. Or: what drives you on is not the story, even if it has its interests, but the hope of some patches of good writing cunningly interspersed throughout the text like oases arrived at just in time for a life saving drink on a long desert journey.When I came across a quote from Nabokov which I put in a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/6742812098318543381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=6742812098318543381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/6742812098318543381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/6742812098318543381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/10/purpose-of-novel.html' title='The Purpose of the Novel'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-3514193967819940900</id><published>2007-09-29T17:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-09-29T17:39:45.729Z</updated><title type='text'>Bergman on Bergman</title><summary type='text'>YouTube has a 4-parter of  Jorn Donner's 1998 interview with Ingmar Bergman. When Bergman died I became intrigued by Faro, as it was so important to him, and here, there are some glimpses which you can't really find elsewhere.It is not just head-to-head: there are biographical pieces, including family stills, and longish chunk of the 10 nerve-shattering thwacks scene in Fanny and Alexander. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/3514193967819940900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=3514193967819940900&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/3514193967819940900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/3514193967819940900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/09/bergman-on-bergman.html' title='Bergman on Bergman'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-468967646057236645</id><published>2007-09-21T00:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-09-21T00:42:02.744Z</updated><title type='text'>Ibsen - discovery or rediscovery?</title><summary type='text'>A Virtual Walk in the Spirit of Ibsen Came across this at Grow-a Brain Ibsen.net    explainsAlso from the same source:  The Infamous Proust Questionnaire</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/468967646057236645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=468967646057236645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/468967646057236645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/468967646057236645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/09/ibsen-discovery-or-rediscovery.html' title='Ibsen - discovery or rediscovery?'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-1714802064456710631</id><published>2007-09-08T11:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-05T12:36:33.039Z</updated><title type='text'>Cutting remarks</title><summary type='text'>The poor rubbish man must wonder what is in the recycle bin. For several weeks it has weighed a ton, full to the top with news print and old mags: the latest cuttings cull goes on unabated. So many of them were put in lidded cardboard boxes unsorted, so are of limited value.  The occasional scratching about in boxes to try to dump at least half the newsprint that has accumulated over the years </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/1714802064456710631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=1714802064456710631&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/1714802064456710631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/1714802064456710631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/09/cutting-remarks.html' title='Cutting remarks'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-5438797675104129509</id><published>2007-08-14T10:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-08-14T11:10:43.048Z</updated><title type='text'>Nudge,nudge, film referentiality</title><summary type='text'>Keywords: Python, Antonioni, film, referential, self-referential</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/5438797675104129509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=5438797675104129509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/5438797675104129509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/5438797675104129509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/08/and-now-for-something-completely.html' title='Nudge,nudge, film referentiality'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-2753273835152769369</id><published>2007-08-01T12:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-08-02T16:12:04.293Z</updated><title type='text'>Michelangelo Antonioni</title><summary type='text'>L'Eclisse8 minutes of the end.Dan Schneider's 2006 review of Criterion DVD The PassengerWhere's the join? To achieve the physically staggering effect of the camera movement Antonioni had a special gyroscopic crane built, named after its Canadian inventor, Wesscom, and took 11 days to film the shot. {1}, {2}The cafe scene at 1.14 mins.  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The link to the site itself  is below the frame of the pictures. That's the only way your going to stop the music! Some of the same movie clip interviews  and trailers to be found on Youtube.Ingmar Bergman Face to FaceCompendious. Ingmar Bergman: The Swedish master who hides away on a small island, Geoffrey Macnab, Independent, 13 July 2007. Ingmar </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/8076937581986019373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=8076937581986019373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/8076937581986019373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/8076937581986019373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/07/ingmar-bergman.html' title='Ingmar Bergman  14 July 1918  -  30 July 2007'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-2669288847875045100</id><published>2007-07-30T11:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-07-30T13:40:05.251Z</updated><title type='text'>Ayn Rand</title><summary type='text'>Magellan's Log:Best English Language Books of the 20th CenturyNot many readers can resist checking these out. But there is something strange here.You might vehemently disagree with:Modern Library Best 20 th. Century English Novelsthen just to compare you look at:Modern Library 100 Best 20 th. Century English Novels: Readers’ ChoicesWhat is going on here?1:    The Atlas Shrugged by Ayn Rand   6:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/2669288847875045100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=2669288847875045100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/2669288847875045100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/2669288847875045100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/07/ayn-rand.html' title='Ayn Rand'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-153198835139182971</id><published>2007-07-28T18:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-07-28T18:08:40.625Z</updated><title type='text'>George Grosz's drawings</title><summary type='text'>Magellan's Log (No never seen it before)  lists and links to 28 of Grosz's drawings.  There is a link to Ukrainian  pianist Valentina Lisitsa who is also new to me.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/153198835139182971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=153198835139182971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/153198835139182971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/153198835139182971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/07/george-groszs-drawings.html' title='George Grosz&apos;s drawings'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-5827356272476905737</id><published>2007-07-22T13:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-07-22T14:39:03.928Z</updated><title type='text'>Reasons to cheerful Part 803</title><summary type='text'> One one side of an A4 sheet (filed away):If Koestler was a rapacious man, this aspect of his character must be set against his art. The unsavory sexual nature set against genius.Attributed to a 'Raphael'  (possibly Frederick, me rethinks).Conclusion: the necessity of writing down in a more scholarly fashion things one comes across. Was that what FR thought or my precis?  Or a combination of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/5827356272476905737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=5827356272476905737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/5827356272476905737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/5827356272476905737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/07/reasons-to-cheerful-part-803.html' title='Reasons to cheerful Part 803'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-8260526925896940802</id><published>2007-07-19T11:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-07-19T11:48:10.664Z</updated><title type='text'>Books we have never read</title><summary type='text'>Adrian Tahourdin in TLS reviews Parlez des Livres que l'on n'a pas lu  (“How to discuss books that one hasn’t read”). Take to heart the quote at the bottom:"in order to . . . talk without shame about books we haven’t read, we should rid ourselves of the oppressive image of a flawless cultural grounding, transmitted and imposed [on us] by the family and by educational institutions, an image which </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/8260526925896940802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=8260526925896940802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/8260526925896940802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/8260526925896940802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/07/books-we-have-never-read.html' title='Books we have never read'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-5995990952998900252</id><published>2007-07-18T08:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-07-18T08:47:04.125Z</updated><title type='text'>Cabinet Magazine</title><summary type='text'>Half way through an article about mind control in Cabinet, had a sneaking suspicion this might be Borges world,  with two artists going to the Madrid flat of Dr. Jose M.R. Delgado, which begins:The letter from Professor Delgado carries two insignias. One is made of Hebrew letters on what looks like a Torah scroll. Under the scroll it says "lux et veritas"—light and truth. The other insignia reads</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/5995990952998900252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=5995990952998900252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/5995990952998900252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/5995990952998900252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/07/cabinet-magazine.html' title='Cabinet Magazine'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-67197694177925284</id><published>2007-07-17T17:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-07-17T17:48:24.021Z</updated><title type='text'>Walter Benjamin</title><summary type='text'>Wiki: The Work of Art in the Age of Mechanical Reproductionsuggests Das Kunstwerk im Zeitalter seiner technischen Reproduzierbarkeit translates into:"The Work of Art in the Age of Its Technological Reproducibility"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/67197694177925284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=67197694177925284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/67197694177925284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/67197694177925284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/07/walter-benjamin.html' title='Walter Benjamin'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-8586304543406252590</id><published>2007-07-04T12:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-07-09T08:25:00.221Z</updated><title type='text'>Lawrence Durrell</title><summary type='text'>Charles Trueheart  in American Scholar does a substantial Durrell - useful both for those who have read the Alexandria Quartet and those who haven't and might be thinking about it - under A Seductive Spectacle ( The languid bazaar of Lawrence Durrell’s Alexandria Quartet still beckons 50 years later)On my bookshelves: Faber paperbacks of The Dark Laybrinth, Nunquam and Tunc, none of which I got </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/8586304543406252590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=8586304543406252590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/8586304543406252590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/8586304543406252590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/07/lawrence-durrell.html' title='Lawrence Durrell'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-1809999322011102400</id><published>2007-06-30T08:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-07-05T16:59:42.529Z</updated><title type='text'>Orson Welles: The One-Man Band</title><summary type='text'>Wood's Lot mentions a new addition to UBUWEB :Orson Welles: The One-Man Band1995. 90 minutes. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/1809999322011102400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=1809999322011102400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/1809999322011102400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/1809999322011102400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/06/orson-welles-one-man-band.html' title='Orson Welles: The One-Man Band'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-2155979036174689572</id><published>2007-06-13T17:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-06-13T17:10:41.593Z</updated><title type='text'>Writer's Rooms</title><summary type='text'>From the Guardian</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/2155979036174689572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=2155979036174689572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/2155979036174689572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/2155979036174689572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/06/writers-rooms.html' title='Writer&apos;s Rooms'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-1508198243219721413</id><published>2007-06-13T10:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-07-05T16:58:39.051Z</updated><title type='text'>Nabokov</title><summary type='text'>A few VN sites:(1)Nabokov with Prof. Elizabeth BeaujourDrawings of butterflies  here(2)The Life and Works of Vladimir Nabokov  (New York Library)Session 5  had some facsimile handwriting.    E.g. Some notes on translation of Pnin(3)The Barcelona review Nabokov Quiz(4)Nabokov Under GlassMany facsimiles.  This diagram from his lecture notes on Anna Karenina is intriguing.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/1508198243219721413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=1508198243219721413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/1508198243219721413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/1508198243219721413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/06/nabokov.html' title='Nabokov'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-1267105848889627521</id><published>2007-06-10T08:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-06-13T16:39:09.601Z</updated><title type='text'>Chekhov's Fist</title><summary type='text'>It started as it can with something quite prosaic. The cat wanted to sit behind me on the chair. Cats on laps or tucked behind backs can make typing difficult. Offering her instead the top draw of my cuttings chest-of-drawers she settled, purring, but I noticed she was sitting on Chekhov. Lifting her off the famous playwright and short-story writer [201 stories by Anton Chekhov], I was mortified </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/1267105848889627521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=1267105848889627521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/1267105848889627521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/1267105848889627521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/06/chekhovs-photo.html' title='Chekhov&apos;s Fist'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TN3RKtWmDHE/Rmu2nfPEJDI/AAAAAAAAAAw/PIp6__lrZj4/s72-c/chekhov+knipper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-4661194076807458590</id><published>2007-06-01T09:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-06-01T09:27:44.111Z</updated><title type='text'>Novels and essays</title><summary type='text'>The democracy of Don Quixote by Jonathan Ree, Prospect,  June 2007</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/4661194076807458590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=4661194076807458590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/4661194076807458590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/4661194076807458590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/06/novels-and-essays.html' title='Novels and essays'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-7880442991495269966</id><published>2007-06-01T08:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-06-01T09:29:10.783Z</updated><title type='text'>Why do some people resist science ?</title><summary type='text'>Again it's not my title. Even if you can't quite bring yourself to reading popular science books, at least read around the subject here:Why do some people resist science ?  By Paul Bloom and Deena Skolnick WeisbergThe effort is worth it alone for the graph showing public acceptance of evolution (2005) in 34 countries. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/7880442991495269966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=7880442991495269966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/7880442991495269966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/7880442991495269966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/06/why-do-some-people-resist-science.html' title='Why do some people resist science ?'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-6933666236215548350</id><published>2007-05-29T07:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-29T07:27:34.097Z</updated><title type='text'>Viewing Moleskine Modality</title><summary type='text'>If you find the text  in the posts too small, hold down the Control key and roll the mouse wheel towards you - hey presto! - the text gets bigger</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/6933666236215548350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=6933666236215548350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/6933666236215548350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/6933666236215548350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/05/viewing-moleskine-modality.html' title='Viewing Moleskine Modality'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-6955210468726547091</id><published>2007-05-29T05:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-29T06:09:54.785Z</updated><title type='text'>Moleskine Modality doesn't work in IE</title><summary type='text'>I've said this before. Decided to put up a periodic message to those who might be wondering why there are no side links in this site.If you view Moleskine Modality in Internet Explorer, you will not get the benefit of the side links. It was created within FireFox, which may explain it, or else I just don't understand the settings in IE.Whatever is the case, if you want to see the whole site then </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/6955210468726547091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=6955210468726547091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/6955210468726547091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/6955210468726547091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/05/moleskine-modality-doesnt-work-in-ie.html' title='Moleskine Modality doesn&apos;t work in IE'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-5081607153379606442</id><published>2007-05-26T11:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-07-09T08:23:17.454Z</updated><title type='text'>Tintin</title><summary type='text'> Noticed a rather nice newspaper stall when strolling down Passeig de Gracia {2}  on a late April day.  Requiring a map or two,  tried out my rudimentary Spanish on the friendly vendor. Pleased to discover he had a reasonable map selection from which I chose two: a decent large-scale street map and one of departments of Catalunya. Noted on display a large-format magazine with Tintin and Snowy on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/5081607153379606442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=5081607153379606442&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/5081607153379606442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/5081607153379606442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/05/tintin.html' title='Tintin'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TN3RKtWmDHE/RlgwU54SWdI/AAAAAAAAAAo/Bfq5_V91I64/s72-c/Passeig+de+Gracia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-5305211131537813712</id><published>2007-05-25T17:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-29T09:13:24.309Z</updated><title type='text'>Are screenplays literature ?</title><summary type='text'>It's his title, not mine. This essay has three parts:Are Screenplays literature?                                         Part IAre Screenplays Literature?                                       Part IIAre Screenplays Literature?                                          Part IIIThis came about because of a decision suddenly - the decision version of a flash memory which had a simple, clear </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/5305211131537813712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=5305211131537813712&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/5305211131537813712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/5305211131537813712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/05/are-screenplays-literature.html' title='Are screenplays literature ?'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-4951232042244671475</id><published>2007-05-21T09:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-21T15:14:04.258Z</updated><title type='text'>Italo Calvino - If on a Winter's Night a traveller</title><summary type='text'>Posted this before but it gives me great pleasure to type it out from my notebook: came across it again while idly flicking pages....What makes love-making and reading resemble each other most is that within both of them time and space open, different from  measurable time and space.Many times I have thought that the good advice of the master-writers, well learned,  would obviate the atrocious </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/4951232042244671475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=4951232042244671475&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/4951232042244671475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/4951232042244671475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/05/italo-calvino-if-on-winters-night.html' title='Italo Calvino - If on a Winter&apos;s Night a traveller'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-8503486987760522384</id><published>2007-05-11T14:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-12T17:19:56.291Z</updated><title type='text'>Shadow of Barc.</title><summary type='text'>Well folks, that's what they call it over there. Over heard a couple of Barcelonans talking football in a bar just a week or so ago....Real vs. Barc. produced a lot of glum, unusually quiet Cataluyans.The subject today is Barcelona in literature. Not counting Homage to Catalonia which I don't really see as fiction. HTC apparently has a lot of inaccuracies, misinformation, bias - or what we might </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/8503486987760522384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=8503486987760522384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/8503486987760522384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/8503486987760522384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/05/shadow-of-barc.html' title='Shadow of Barc.'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-4826766922921980674</id><published>2007-04-14T10:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-16T13:12:33.027Z</updated><title type='text'>Vonnegut</title><summary type='text'>It would have been easy to immediately write something on him. I tried my damnedest not to till there was something to say. There have been any number of well-wrought essays and encomiums from all over the word.  What I wanted to say just arrived and I am writing it straight down here without preplanning. I didn't read Slaughterhouse-Five  till I was in my 30s, but can picture clearly a day, when</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/4826766922921980674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=4826766922921980674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/4826766922921980674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/4826766922921980674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/04/vonnegut.html' title='Vonnegut'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-4747562789629562666</id><published>2007-04-05T19:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-05T19:14:19.103Z</updated><title type='text'>Moleskine Modality only works in Mozilla - please note!</title><summary type='text'>I don't use IE so have not noticed till today that in IE there are no side links. Sorry about that to my 6 regular readers!Not such a big deal to have several browser all up at the same time....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/4747562789629562666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=4747562789629562666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/4747562789629562666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/4747562789629562666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/04/moleskine-modality-only-works-in.html' title='Moleskine Modality only works in Mozilla - please note!'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-9177796716731801622</id><published>2007-03-22T10:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-22T11:03:49.034Z</updated><title type='text'>André Gide</title><summary type='text'>On his (1936) travels by train through the vast country he was met at each station by a reception party carrying large banners of welcome in identical words – “The Russian proletariat greets André Gide, writer of genius and friend of the labouring masses” or some such formula. Initially he took this to be just another sign of the growing regimentation of cultural life, that each local party </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/9177796716731801622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=9177796716731801622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/9177796716731801622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/9177796716731801622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/03/andr-gide.html' title='André Gide'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-3991430648034371138</id><published>2007-03-22T10:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-19T11:13:42.581Z</updated><title type='text'>Music: magnatune.com</title><summary type='text'>A fine example of what is on offer from magnatune:American Bach Soloists - J.S.Bach Favorite CantatasJohn Buchman set up Magnatunes</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/3991430648034371138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=3991430648034371138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/3991430648034371138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/3991430648034371138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/03/music-magnatunecom.html' title='Music: magnatune.com'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-2207376693463704192</id><published>2007-03-19T10:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-28T08:42:44.129Z</updated><title type='text'>Beckett and Bion</title><summary type='text'>where traditional psychoanalysis functioned like a nineteenth-century inheritance plot, in which the forward movement of the narrative is defined by the desire to retrieve the past, and this forward movement culminates and concludes with the reappearance of that past, the kind of analysis proposed by Bion would inhabit the looped, interrupted, convoluted duration of the modernist or postmodernist</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/2207376693463704192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=2207376693463704192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/2207376693463704192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/2207376693463704192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/03/beckett-and-bion.html' title='Beckett and Bion'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-5767483971467790529</id><published>2007-03-05T14:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-22T10:42:54.562Z</updated><title type='text'>Jose Luis Borges: The Mirror man  - a film by Phillipe Molins</title><summary type='text'>Borges: 47 minute film from ubuweb archiveTried this twice and never got beyond the 31 minute point, which is very aggravating. If anyone has tried it and got all the way through please let me know.A bit or reading around on Borges suggests he was soft on the Junta or at least did not go out of his way to condemn it for its human rights record.  Clive James had recently written on this under the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/5767483971467790529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=5767483971467790529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/5767483971467790529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/5767483971467790529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/03/jose-luis-borges-film-by-phillipe.html' title='Jose Luis Borges: The Mirror man  - a film by Phillipe Molins'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-1850789490635189069</id><published>2007-03-03T13:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-03T13:23:52.056Z</updated><title type='text'>Orson Welles being argumentative</title><summary type='text'>Stumbled upon this audio from Things I find Curious </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/1850789490635189069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=1850789490635189069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/1850789490635189069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/1850789490635189069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/03/orson-welles-being-argumentative.html' title='Orson Welles being argumentative'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-5680177200366092081</id><published>2007-03-02T11:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-02T11:45:19.722Z</updated><title type='text'>Film script resources - Network the movie</title><summary type='text'>A new side link under 'screenplays' to INFlows Screenplay repository and directly to the script of a film I liked very much: Network, starring the late, great Peter Finch:"I'm as mad as hell, and I'm not going to take this anymore!"Still not clear if these are transcriptions from watching the films or the author's efforts. Though in the case of Network Paddy Chayefsky is credited and it says </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/5680177200366092081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=5680177200366092081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/5680177200366092081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/5680177200366092081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/03/film-script-resources-network-movie.html' title='Film script resources - Network the movie'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-94236668537582357</id><published>2007-02-23T22:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-23T22:43:06.985Z</updated><title type='text'>Jamendo - Ehma: Opus solemnis</title><summary type='text'> </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/94236668537582357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=94236668537582357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/94236668537582357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/94236668537582357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/02/jamendo-ehma.html' title='Jamendo - Ehma: Opus solemnis'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-8126838058740729050</id><published>2007-02-22T15:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-22T15:27:04.858Z</updated><title type='text'>Riefenstahl</title><summary type='text'>Three long pieces on Riefenstahl  at kino FistMan does not live by revolution     Owen HatherleyRiefenstahl and the mountain       Infinite ThoughtThe Fuhrer   Daniel  Miller</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/8126838058740729050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=8126838058740729050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/8126838058740729050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/8126838058740729050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/02/riefenstahl.html' title='Riefenstahl'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-7123462089818354216</id><published>2007-02-22T14:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-22T15:30:47.068Z</updated><title type='text'>Catty tonics?</title><summary type='text'>Schönpurrg at Infinite Space</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/7123462089818354216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=7123462089818354216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/7123462089818354216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/7123462089818354216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/02/catty-tonics.html' title='Catty tonics?'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-4060026354957250408</id><published>2007-02-22T14:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-22T14:48:25.806Z</updated><title type='text'>Music: Zontube</title><summary type='text'>Zontube is a (aaaargh, where did they get the word?)  mashup site explained at Lifehacker</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/4060026354957250408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=4060026354957250408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/4060026354957250408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/4060026354957250408'/><link rel='alternate' 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privacyWe’ll need to rethink commerceWe’ll need </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/909257827568203283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=909257827568203283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/909257827568203283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/909257827568203283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/02/babel.html' title='Il n&apos;y a pas de hor'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-6591112665029902705</id><published>2007-02-16T16:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-17T12:22:47.209Z</updated><title type='text'>Meet the Bontas</title><summary type='text'>Via negativa Plummer's HollowFor a moment you might be forgiven for thinking you have come across the Waltons de notre jour. There's:     *  Marcia Bonta   -  author of nine books and hundreds of magazine articles on nature and natural history    *  Bruce Bonta       -  Plummer's Hollow historian and coordinator of our deer hunting program    *  Mark Bonta         -  grew up in Plummer's Hollow </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/6591112665029902705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=6591112665029902705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/6591112665029902705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/6591112665029902705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/02/creative-outlet-via-negativa.html' title='Meet the Bontas'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-2750449816217278341</id><published>2007-02-16T09:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-16T16:18:47.831Z</updated><title type='text'>Reader trap</title><summary type='text'>Should have been listening harder to In Our Time because it was dealing with Conrad's Heart of Darkness. The old story: having a basic handle on it, the words of the experts slid through my brain unobtrusively, the occasional word or phrase popping up above the surface. One of these was 'reader trap'. Immediate reaction: sounds self-explanatory; and maybe quite a useful thing to think through for</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/2750449816217278341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=2750449816217278341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/2750449816217278341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/2750449816217278341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/02/reader-trap.html' title='Reader trap'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-7919472013275123572</id><published>2007-02-10T10:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-10T10:46:07.678Z</updated><title type='text'>Illiers - Combrey</title><summary type='text'>Cartofile   has a a whole page of Illiers-Combray postcards. Click each on to get an enlargement.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/7919472013275123572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=7919472013275123572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/7919472013275123572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/7919472013275123572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/02/illiers-combrey.html' title='Illiers - Combrey'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-4055645665099691131</id><published>2007-02-02T15:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-02T15:26:22.817Z</updated><title type='text'>Albertine Disparue. ll. Venice</title><summary type='text'>Seemed at first not to be Marcel Proust but Charlie Chaplin.Don't try doing a short cut to Proust/Marcel's Art by going straight to Venice!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/4055645665099691131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=4055645665099691131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/4055645665099691131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/4055645665099691131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/02/albertine-disparue-ll-venice.html' title='Albertine Disparue. ll. Venice'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TN3RKtWmDHE/RcNVuBpdL6I/AAAAAAAAAAY/GZpblwIsHXs/s72-c/Proust+venice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-3629660518638342640</id><published>2007-02-02T11:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-02T15:18:39.013Z</updated><title type='text'>In the shade of the girls in flowers</title><summary type='text'>À l'ombre des jeunes filles en fleurs  translates in Babelfish as ' In the shade of the girls in flowers' which seems pretty good compared to Within a the Budding Grove.::Marcel Proust, Edmund White Chapter 1:in 1895, she [Collete] wrote Proust a letter in which she acknowledged that he had recognized a crucial truth: "The word is not a representation but a living thing, and it is much less a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/3629660518638342640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=3629660518638342640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/3629660518638342640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/3629660518638342640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/02/in-shade-of-girls-in-flowers.html' title='In the shade of the girls in flowers'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-3392378916811029439</id><published>2007-01-31T23:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-31T23:44:58.180Z</updated><title type='text'>Contre Sainte-Beave</title><summary type='text'>Il n’y pas de meilleure manière d’arriver à prendreconscience de ce qu’on sent sou-même que d’essayerde recréer en soi ce qu’a senti un maître. Dans cet effortprofond c’est notre pensée elle-même que nousmettons, avec la sienne, au jour. Nous sommes libresdans la vie, mais en ayant des buts. . . . C’est à unsophisme tout aussi naïf qu’obéissent sans le savoirles écrivains qui font à tout moment </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/3392378916811029439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=3392378916811029439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/3392378916811029439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/3392378916811029439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/01/contre-sainte-beave.html' title='Contre Sainte-Beave'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-2082244486389902656</id><published>2007-01-31T22:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-31T22:27:49.071Z</updated><title type='text'>L'Album de Marcel Proust</title><summary type='text'>Du côté de chez Marcel</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/2082244486389902656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=2082244486389902656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/2082244486389902656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/2082244486389902656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/01/images-de-gerard-bertrand.html' title='L&apos;Album de Marcel Proust'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-8613201783346875106</id><published>2007-01-31T22:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-31T22:09:32.562Z</updated><title type='text'>Pastishes et Melanges</title><summary type='text'>TLS Thursday, July 31 1919[Facsimile]</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/8613201783346875106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=8613201783346875106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/8613201783346875106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/8613201783346875106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/01/pastishes-et-melanges.html' title='Pastishes et Melanges'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-7935555939736306519</id><published>2007-01-31T11:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-31T13:25:43.221Z</updated><title type='text'>Jane Smiley's, Salon : Reading "In Search of Lost Time"</title><summary type='text'>Reading "In Search of Lost Time"  Jane Smiley, Salon.com, August 28, 2005 You will spend 70 days in a row with this man, and you will be charmed and offended and amazed and sometimes   bored, but you will be lucky.It is important that you go about your business while you pursue your reading project. You have to take M. with you on planes and trains and into hotels and to the dentist's office and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/7935555939736306519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=7935555939736306519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/7935555939736306519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/7935555939736306519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/01/jane-smileys-salon-reading-in-search-of.html' title='Jane Smiley&apos;s, Salon : Reading &quot;In Search of Lost Time&quot;'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-117011681201715839</id><published>2007-01-29T23:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-30T00:54:09.043Z</updated><title type='text'>Anthony M Ludovici</title><summary type='text'>Never heard of Ludovici [wiki: Ludovici], but a lot of his stuff here, including, essays, reviews, short stories, poems, novels and much more. This is the first paragraph of his 1940-41 review of Derrick Leon's Introduction To Proust, in The New English Weekly:  Ever since I closed the last of my nineteen volumes of Proust, which it took me eight years in my leisure hours to read and on the last </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/117011681201715839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=117011681201715839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/117011681201715839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/117011681201715839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/01/anthony-m-ludovici.html' title='Anthony M Ludovici'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-117008865426556670</id><published>2007-01-29T16:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-29T17:23:35.740Z</updated><title type='text'>toujours du cote de chez quelqu'un autre*</title><summary type='text'>Borges versus Proust: Towards a combative literature* My title:  the author, Tim Conley's, phrase.The Proustian character is a macrometaphor for the sense of time ... this figure loses its boundaries in the regions of inexpressible sensation, that is, with the experience Proust calls "style:' There, time does not pass, for the character goes from being "lost" to being "regained" through a pure </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/117008865426556670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=117008865426556670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/117008865426556670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/117008865426556670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/01/toujours-du-cote-de-chez-quelquun.html' title='toujours du cote de chez quelqu&apos;un autre*'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-117008260534100608</id><published>2007-01-29T14:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-31T17:53:40.612Z</updated><title type='text'>Proust's aesthetic</title><summary type='text'>I feel with these gleaned bits and pieces as if I am trying to read Proust from a pile of pages discovered in a rubbish skip which I am laboriously going through, some too torn to read, others with the print smeared, but from which by perseverence a coherent, understandable story is emerging. *  Proust's Aesthetic Analogies: Character and Painting in Swann's Way   Jeffrey Meyers   The Journal of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/117008260534100608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=117008260534100608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/117008260534100608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/117008260534100608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/01/prousts-aesthetic.html' title='Proust&apos;s aesthetic'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-116998446655058756</id><published>2007-01-28T11:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-29T21:09:16.640Z</updated><title type='text'>With the research of the wasted time</title><summary type='text'>The earlier version of Proust's introduction to Ruskin's Sesame with Lilies,  Sur la Lecture ,was published in 1905.  Sur la Lecture translates in Google, though it packs up half way.The final version, Journées de Lecture, is not readily available in English on the web. There is a paper in French with no author titled Journées de Lecture from The Association for the Diffusion of                  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/116998446655058756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=116998446655058756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116998446655058756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116998446655058756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/01/with-research-of-wasted-time.html' title='With the research of the wasted time'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-116991711117372325</id><published>2007-01-27T16:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-28T09:20:41.590Z</updated><title type='text'>Proust's introduction to Ruskin's Sesame and Lilies</title><summary type='text'>Journées de lectureThe National Library of the Nederlands, has a page explaining the background to Proust's  1919 introduction to Sesame and Lilies [Lecturer 1: Sesame - Of King's Teasuries], two lectures Ruskin gave in Manchester in 1864. The Project Gutenberg Sesame and LiliesProust, who spoke no English, did this adequately, but not without assistance: his mother wrote a rough translation of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/116991711117372325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=116991711117372325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116991711117372325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116991711117372325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/01/prousts-introduction-to-ruskins-sesame.html' title='Proust&apos;s introduction to Ruskin&apos;s Sesame and Lilies'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-116981306315292032</id><published>2007-01-26T11:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-07-24T08:05:18.534Z</updated><title type='text'>Tennis Rackets and Banjos</title><summary type='text'>There must be a German compound for 'searching for one thing and finding another'. Not serependipity, as in 'chance find' - something a  bit more directed. It's the same word in German by the way! They always look and sound  impressive: bildungsroman; weltanshaung. Beautiful sounds. My favourite: schadenfreude. Mark Twain appears to have been irritatingly exercised by the German language. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/116981306315292032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=116981306315292032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116981306315292032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116981306315292032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/01/tennis-rackets-and-banjos.html' title='Tennis Rackets and Banjos'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-116980866545280136</id><published>2007-01-26T10:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-26T22:26:57.610Z</updated><title type='text'>A N Wilson on Proust</title><summary type='text'>A beginner's guide to reading ProustA N Wilson suggests the Pinter Proust Play a good place to start. If only it were avaialble on CD or DVD rather than tape! These are going to break soon with the amount of rewinding going on. Surely by now someone will have suggested to Mr. Pinter this might be a good idea. Time to buy the transcript.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/116980866545280136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=116980866545280136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116980866545280136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116980866545280136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/01/n-wilson-on-proust.html' title='A N Wilson on Proust'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-116974699075487057</id><published>2007-01-25T17:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-25T17:43:10.766Z</updated><title type='text'>Proust in the thrall of photography</title><summary type='text'>Blog:Hotel PointBrassaï, in a book call’d Marcel Proust sous l’emprise de la photographie, translated by Richard Howard as Proust in the Power of Photography (University of Chicago Press, 2001) (though my sense of it would be something more forceful—“under the hold of,” “gripped by,” “in the thrall of”) points to a veritable obsession and onslaught of pictures, “the sempiternal appearance of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/116974699075487057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=116974699075487057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116974699075487057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116974699075487057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/01/proust-in-thrall-of-photography.html' title='Proust in the thrall of photography'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-116972213903443259</id><published>2007-01-25T10:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-25T17:10:58.086Z</updated><title type='text'>Benjamin on Proust</title><summary type='text'>The   Intertwining of Remembering and Forgetting in Walter BenjaminBy Amresh SinhaThe red shoes: Walter Benjamin’s reading of memory in Marcel Proust’s À la recherche du temps perdu, in the light of the Dreyfus AffairYolande JansenAnd -  two comprehensible reviews on Benjamin's Berlin Childhood around 1900 [1]  [2]Plus - Chapter 1 of Edmund White's Marcel Proust</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/116972213903443259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=116972213903443259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116972213903443259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116972213903443259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/01/benjamin-on-proust.html' title='Benjamin on Proust'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-116966707888337161</id><published>2007-01-24T18:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-25T20:47:18.296Z</updated><title type='text'>Translating Proust</title><summary type='text'>Antonia has set me amongst these pigeons....A problem sentence in ProustLydia Davis, Penguin/Viking translator of Swann's Way, tackles translation through a concrete example. This is fascinating. Don't forget there are four pages here.Roland Champagne review</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/116966707888337161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=116966707888337161&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116966707888337161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116966707888337161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/01/translating-proust.html' title='Translating Proust'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-116963366147240114</id><published>2007-01-24T09:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-02T09:15:01.032Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delft'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='वेर्मीर'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='प्रौस्त'/><title type='text'>petit pan de mur jaune</title><summary type='text'>A little patch of yellow wallVermeer's View of DelftA little more web searching and it is clear many people are taken up with the patch of yellow.  Is that parallel or convergent?  Pedantry or profundity?Marcel on the death of Bergottemight be where many come to this first the first time. I came to it from total incomprehension and ignorance, having read only snippets of A la Researche, though </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/116963366147240114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=116963366147240114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116963366147240114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116963366147240114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/01/petit-pan-de-mur-jaune.html' title='petit pan de mur jaune'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-116955191181002827</id><published>2007-01-23T11:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-24T18:52:15.993Z</updated><title type='text'>Proust and Vermeer</title><summary type='text'>Via a ramble on Proust on Ruskin on Turner,  [1] all set off by the keep The Blue Rigi in Britain hoo-ha,came across this  post in  blog Sketches of my Thoughts, which mentions this Proust/Vermeer dissertation in a website called the Essential Vermeer.Also: Russell Epstein's  2002 paper:Consciousness, Art and the Brain: Lessons from Marcel ProustI have put the link  to this in the side-panel </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/116955191181002827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=116955191181002827&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116955191181002827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116955191181002827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/01/proust-and-vermeer.html' title='Proust and Vermeer'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-116954445560143998</id><published>2007-01-23T09:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-23T09:27:35.616Z</updated><title type='text'>Monty Python - All-England Summarize Proust Competition</title><summary type='text'>Can't remember watching  this.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/116954445560143998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=116954445560143998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116954445560143998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116954445560143998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/01/monty-python-all-england-summarize.html' title='Monty Python - All-England Summarize Proust Competition'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-116931610377113990</id><published>2007-01-20T16:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-20T21:01:36.396Z</updated><title type='text'>A darn good read</title><summary type='text'>Reading The Past Conditional: What mother would have wanted by Julian Barnes, made me think of the elements of narrative drive. How this Barnes (whether one is really interested in the subject matter) was impossible to stop reading in a way that many novels were not. They can often be a way of driving you away from themselves into your own thoughts. Maybe all good novels are designed to do that: </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/116931610377113990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=116931610377113990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116931610377113990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116931610377113990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/01/darn-good-read.html' title='A darn good read'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-116907085136972862</id><published>2007-01-17T21:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-17T21:55:00.173Z</updated><title type='text'>Italo Calvino</title><summary type='text'>Courtesy of Wood s Lot:  a comprehensive Calvino site which should keep the new to him reader amused for a while.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/116907085136972862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=116907085136972862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116907085136972862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116907085136972862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/01/italo-calvino.html' title='Italo Calvino'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-116834064611536454</id><published>2007-01-09T10:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-09T11:13:30.386Z</updated><title type='text'>de la gueule au gueuloir</title><summary type='text'>Essay: How to Speak a book  ( Richard Powers, NYT  7 January 2007). You think he might go on about his computer technology right through this piece but rewarded by sticking with it to learn just a few snippets about the dictation habits of a quite a few well know writers,  including:In the final hours of his life, Proust re-dictated the death of Bergotte, supposedly claiming that he now knew what</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/116834064611536454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=116834064611536454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116834064611536454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116834064611536454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/01/de-la-gueule-au-gueuloir.html' title='de la gueule au gueuloir'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-116800236414268844</id><published>2007-01-05T12:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-05T13:31:07.036Z</updated><title type='text'>Think of something else !</title><summary type='text'>In Our Time  this week does Borges. Turns out to be not quite something else because they are staight in there with how he used  his failed love affair with Nora Lang.  "How he translated his experiences immediately into literature....".Sure Lord Bragg won't mind me posting here the contents of his post-prog email newsletter he sends out to us In Our Timers:Hello,I think that some listeners may </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/116800236414268844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=116800236414268844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116800236414268844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116800236414268844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/01/think-of-something-else.html' title='Think of something else !'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-116792924409432799</id><published>2007-01-04T16:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-04T22:36:05.153Z</updated><title type='text'>Film on Virginia Woolf</title><summary type='text'>If you missed The Hours on TV last week you certainly were enjoying the holiday. I looked up stuff afterwards on Cunningham and the novel and then slowly ended up on Virginia herself. But here is the prologue to The Hours.It is fun to play with titles: this is really part of the last post. I haven't read the novel yet, but am certainly keen to to compare it with the film. Here in this short </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/116792924409432799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=116792924409432799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116792924409432799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116792924409432799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/01/film-on-virginia-woolf.html' title='Film on Virginia Woolf'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-116791141616527472</id><published>2007-01-04T11:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-04T15:04:52.966Z</updated><title type='text'>Virginia Woolf on film</title><summary type='text'>In side-bar the link to her essays I have put up does not include The Cinema, first published in Arts in June 1926. Having just first listened to a BBC archive of her giving a short talk, Words Fail me, 29 April 1927,  her upperclass accent seems to echo right through the essay as I read it immedately afterwards, proving  in a way her very point about how cinema has to find its own way of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/116791141616527472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=116791141616527472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116791141616527472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116791141616527472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/01/virginia-woolf-on-film.html' title='Virginia Woolf on film'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-116774672291285558</id><published>2007-01-02T14:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-03T17:27:53.730Z</updated><title type='text'>Notes on an essay: Love and Place</title><summary type='text'>....the thoughts on screenplay are about more than that: the only way love and place truly works is through lived memory itself - not recollection in text, to be pedantic - since that's where the emotions are so inextricably linked to thoughts. Though someone like Proust has wonderfully imitated memory in text, nothing can substitute for the real thing because of how the mind works at many levels</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/116774672291285558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=116774672291285558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116774672291285558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116774672291285558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/01/notes-on-essay-love-and-place.html' title='Notes on an essay: Love and Place'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-116773056476042096</id><published>2007-01-02T09:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-03T17:12:40.226Z</updated><title type='text'>Virginia Woolf</title><summary type='text'>Realised with a jolt that the essay on love and place was more a novel on love and subjectivity after reading this academic piece by Lisa Marie Lucenti: Virginia Woolf's 'The Waves': to defer that "appalling moment."The link may not work because this is the full article as the printed version: if not try going back to the abstract at LooksmartTake that in conjunction with NYT piece today on free </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/116773056476042096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=116773056476042096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116773056476042096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116773056476042096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2007/01/virginia-woolf.html' title='Virginia Woolf'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-116695574180261759</id><published>2006-12-24T10:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-30T14:26:15.590Z</updated><title type='text'>Love and Place</title><summary type='text'>Been working for a while on an essay which deals with love and place (starting from a simple question, Can you go back to a place you shared?) and ends up in two quick moves (no idea why) at Proust from Le Grand Mealunes (Alain Fournier mooning about Paris after Yvonne “A quoi bonne?” de Quieverecourt)  and The French Lieutentant's Woman.  Much of it switches to notions of the screenplay, because</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/116695574180261759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=116695574180261759&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116695574180261759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116695574180261759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2006/12/love-and-place.html' title='Love and Place'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-116490911581463431</id><published>2006-11-30T17:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-11T20:55:18.030Z</updated><title type='text'>Wot a load o' rarbish</title><summary type='text'>More de-cutting, more reading, more ideas. An August 17, 2003 Telegraph profile of Damien Hirst (recently in the papers for being worth more or less £400 million) The wot-a-load-of-rubbish scepticism of Joe Public- once mocked as philistinism - is increasingly  echoed within the cultural elite. The playwrite Sir Tom Stoppard  has been prominent among those asking if the kind of work produced by </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/116490911581463431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=116490911581463431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116490911581463431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116490911581463431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2006/11/wot-load-o-rarbish.html' title='Wot a load o&apos; rarbish'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-116478414869454190</id><published>2006-11-29T06:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-29T07:13:38.310Z</updated><title type='text'>Ogno giorno uomo hombatto une battaglia hontro se stresso.....</title><summary type='text'>Watching the first part of the DVD version of Shooting the Past  made me smile with the way they could summon up a photograph, or a series telling a story, on any subject from the jumble that was the archive. Today looking in a thick ring binder folder for something or other, came across a quote I had remembered the gist of but not the exact words. Memory being what it is, it had transmuted </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/116478414869454190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=116478414869454190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116478414869454190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116478414869454190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2006/11/ogno-giorno-uomo-hombatto-une.html' title='Ogno giorno uomo hombatto une battaglia hontro se stresso.....'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-116470365891743093</id><published>2006-11-28T08:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-29T07:30:27.633Z</updated><title type='text'>The Man who created the black Square</title><summary type='text'>Came across a 24 February 2002 Sunday Telegraph colour mag In the Picture by Andrew Graham Dixon dealing with Eight Red Rectangles (1915) by Kazimir Malevich.  Dixon says:In a brief tract published in 1916, he reviled the figurative artists of the past for their banal preoccupation with 'the reflection, as in a mirror, of nature. Like God, the true artist of the future would create forms 'from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/116470365891743093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=116470365891743093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116470365891743093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116470365891743093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2006/11/man-who-created-black-square.html' title='The Man who created the black Square'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-116452925619386570</id><published>2006-11-26T08:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-28T08:48:06.456Z</updated><title type='text'>Pot calling kettle black?</title><summary type='text'>I'm useless at grammar: always was. Intermittently my spelling can be too: often its 'grammer' before I realise it sholud be 'grammar'. Maybe its a question of mood. When I'm feeling at my best, I rarely make mistakes: at less than par a series of the same old mistakes crops up time and again. However, I am not as bad as half of our teachers according to a grammatically correct article in The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/116452925619386570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=116452925619386570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116452925619386570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116452925619386570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2006/11/pot-calling-kettle-black.html' title='Pot calling kettle black?'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-116349500930914546</id><published>2006-11-14T08:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-14T09:34:30.423Z</updated><title type='text'>Samuel Butler's,  "The Aunt, the Nieces and the Dog"</title><summary type='text'>Found an handwritten note, written June 1996, titled, "On reading Samuel Butler's essay, The Aunt, the Nieces and the Dog, which, on a quick check, looked as if it might form the basis of a new essay here and now. Then, as I read it , I saw the fun bit was:I laughed, so many real gufaws: so that's where Peter Greenaway got his title!There didn't seem to be much meat in the rest, even if it was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/116349500930914546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=116349500930914546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116349500930914546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116349500930914546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2006/11/samuel-butlers-aunt-nieces-and-dog.html' title='Samuel Butler&apos;s,  &quot;The Aunt, the Nieces and the Dog&quot;'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-116345347351705474</id><published>2006-11-13T21:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-14T08:12:45.803Z</updated><title type='text'>I wish I were what I was when I wished I were what I am</title><summary type='text'>How happy is the moron,He doesn't give a damn.I wish I were a moron,My God, perhaps I am!                                                                                                            p.74   Graffiti 2from the team who brought you the bestselling Graffiti: The Scrawl of the Wild  (Corgi Books)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/116345347351705474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=116345347351705474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116345347351705474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116345347351705474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-wish-i-were-what-i-was-when-i-wished.html' title='I wish I were what I was when I wished I were what I am'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-116345240208732075</id><published>2006-11-13T21:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-13T21:13:22.103Z</updated><title type='text'>Destuctiveness is the outcome of unlived life</title><summary type='text'>It would seem that the amount of destructiveness to be found in individuals is  proportionate to the amount to which expansiveness of life is curtailed . By this we do not refer to individual frustrations of this or that instinctive desire but to the thwarting of the whole life, the blockage of spontaneity of the growth and expression of man's sensuous, emotional, and intellectual capacities . </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/116345240208732075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=116345240208732075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116345240208732075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116345240208732075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2006/11/destuctiveness-is-outcome-of-unlived.html' title='Destuctiveness is the outcome of unlived life'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-116325906056393740</id><published>2006-11-11T14:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-13T21:23:36.976Z</updated><title type='text'>Brighton Rocks</title><summary type='text'>It's a long time ago: sitting on a park bench in summer sun devoured Brighton Rock in a sitting. Not an uplifting experience: there is no rule that good writing will create positive thoughts or ideas. Now I have been to the place Pinkie sculked about. Travelling broadens the mind: that usually means somewhere more distant than a hundred or so miles from where you life, but it all counts in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/116325906056393740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=116325906056393740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116325906056393740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116325906056393740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2006/11/brighton-rocks.html' title='Brighton Rocks'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-116091899328482295</id><published>2006-10-15T09:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-15T13:35:48.380Z</updated><title type='text'>More solitude</title><summary type='text'>Silly me: entirely by chance came across Anthony Storr's "Solitude" on my rather disorganised and constantly re-forming shelves, with their almost arbitrary classification system. And what a chance: to re-read a comforting approach to something I know endogenously (if that is quite the right word) and can work up ideas on from my own nature and experience. It when  this inner expereince tallies </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/116091899328482295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=116091899328482295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116091899328482295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/116091899328482295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2006/10/more-solitude.html' title='More solitude'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-115908271517174486</id><published>2006-09-24T07:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-18T18:32:36.753Z</updated><title type='text'>Solitude</title><summary type='text'>A writer needs solitude (like a bat needs to hang upside down?).There is a distinction between solitude and isolation: isolation is often involuntary. Here is a compilation of solitude quotes from Purplewaxhand</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/115908271517174486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=115908271517174486&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/115908271517174486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/115908271517174486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2006/09/solitude.html' title='Solitude'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-115908054038335605</id><published>2006-09-24T06:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-18T18:39:20.903Z</updated><title type='text'>God knot</title><summary type='text'>This review, Scientists on Religion, has mention of "two ways of looking at science". It seems one more possible way to unlock fiction readers from their readmill. Or, maybe not. Weaning them off  novels by experiencing good science writing, I mean.Part of the reason it caught my eye was the 'blurb' in the Arts and Letters link:Richard Dawkins is dismissed as a bully, but he only puts theology to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/115908054038335605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=115908054038335605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/115908054038335605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/115908054038335605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2006/09/god-knot.html' title='God knot'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-115834512168304313</id><published>2006-09-15T18:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-09-15T18:33:08.890Z</updated><title type='text'>Miroslav Holub :</title><summary type='text'>"I have stated repeatedly that a person is an artist only when he is actually creating his little piece of work, his small artistic performance. The rest of the time, as a rule he only pretends to be an artist, or displays certain associated artistic characteristics such as restlessness, hypochondria, sloppy dress, unbridled temperament, clumsiness, and sentimentality."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/115834512168304313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=115834512168304313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/115834512168304313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/115834512168304313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2006/09/miroslav-holub.html' title='Miroslav Holub :'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-115796772703846472</id><published>2006-09-11T09:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-09-13T11:43:11.456Z</updated><title type='text'>Three for one</title><summary type='text'>Posts Referents and recursives  and Fiction,  briefly ear-marked Crumley's Mobius Dick.  There was something else hidden away which I came across when searching for the name of the book  while today in the middle of a letter I was writing to someone about writing and film-making: an impromptu note written immediately after finishing the book. I wrote :Andrew Crumey's novel brought my attention to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/115796772703846472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=115796772703846472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/115796772703846472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/115796772703846472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2006/09/three-for-one.html' title='Three for one'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-115763030225818257</id><published>2006-09-07T11:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-09-09T04:26:37.503Z</updated><title type='text'>flaneur</title><summary type='text'>There's an awful lot of poetry. I try to read some of it. The window is narrow, letting in a narrow beam of light. Much leaves me cold, puzzled: in incomprehension. This is not a disappointment.  It can sometimes be as if one is witness to remnants: someone has gone out to buy canvas, paint, brushes, thinner and brush cleaner, with a determination to paint a memorable scene, then, when the times </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/115763030225818257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=115763030225818257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/115763030225818257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/115763030225818257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2006/09/flaneur.html' title='flaneur'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-115749574905168225</id><published>2006-09-05T22:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-09-05T22:35:49.066Z</updated><title type='text'>Oldie but goodie</title><summary type='text'>God is deadNietzscheNietzsche is deadGodNietzsche is GodPlato</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/115749574905168225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=115749574905168225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/115749574905168225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/115749574905168225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2006/09/oldie-but-goodie.html' title='Oldie but goodie'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-115607187403695533</id><published>2006-08-20T10:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-08-30T11:08:05.493Z</updated><title type='text'>Gunter Grass</title><summary type='text'>It would be a gross derelection of duty not to link to Daniele Johnson's two Open letters to Gunter Grass.An Open Letter to Gunter GrassAn open Letter to Gunter Grass  Part II::I won't be the only one to go over what Grass I have read. Two things came to mind before getting to the bottom of the first page of the first letter: remembering listening to a radio adaptation of The Tin Drum, which was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/115607187403695533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=115607187403695533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/115607187403695533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/115607187403695533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2006/08/gunter-grass.html' title='Gunter Grass'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-115521806611296548</id><published>2006-08-10T13:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-08-30T08:35:36.110Z</updated><title type='text'>Beginnings</title><summary type='text'>People endlessly write offering the advice that you must never start a novel with a description of the weather. I think this might be a ploy to make sure you don't get a better weather description than the one in one of their imminent concoctions!What better way to begin? The Man Without Qualities is often criticised for this. What greater analogo-metaphor? The meeting of fronts warm and cold; </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/115521806611296548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=115521806611296548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/115521806611296548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/115521806611296548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2006/08/beginnings.html' title='Beginnings'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-115520713592116006</id><published>2006-08-10T10:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-08-10T14:20:10.040Z</updated><title type='text'>One thing leads to another</title><summary type='text'>Read Niall Ferguson last week on plastic pollution in the sea, with his reference to the tragedy of commons. He described it thus:The tragedy is that an area of open pasture will tend to be depleted and eventually destroyed if the benefits of exploitation accrue to individuals, while the costs of exploitation (what economists call the 'negative externalities') are shared.Not a new idea:For that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/115520713592116006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=115520713592116006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/115520713592116006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/115520713592116006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2006/08/one-thing-leads-to-another.html' title='One thing leads to another'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-115468990847263284</id><published>2006-08-04T11:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-08-10T10:26:47.260Z</updated><title type='text'>Murray Bookchin  - and some thoughts on science writing</title><summary type='text'>Wiki: Murray Bookchin 14 January 1921 - 20 July 2006  Interview with Murray Bookchin  Murray Bookchin's writing  e.g.  Ecology and Revolutionary Thought  Municipal Dreams: A Social Ecological Critique of Bookchin's politics  - - John Clark  Wiki: Deep Ecology I never read this guy before but know his name from other books. Thought I would put a few links to him here for ease of retrieval, and in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/115468990847263284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=115468990847263284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/115468990847263284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/115468990847263284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2006/08/murray-bookchin-and-some-thoughts-on.html' title='Murray Bookchin  - and some thoughts on science writing'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-115365061981350503</id><published>2006-07-23T10:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-07-23T10:37:52.513Z</updated><title type='text'>Two quotes</title><summary type='text'>Artists are not like other people.They let their feelings run away with them.Then they run away from their feelings.Ginger Rogers in "Lucky Partners" with Ronald Coleman (1940)Aristotle - PoeticsChoses action over mere secondary qualities as the chief dynamic source of energy in a drama.  Tragedy is essentially an imitation not of persons but of action and life, of happiness and misery. All human</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/115365061981350503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=115365061981350503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/115365061981350503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/115365061981350503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2006/07/two-quotes.html' title='Two quotes'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-115200852198798106</id><published>2006-07-04T09:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-07-04T10:22:02.063Z</updated><title type='text'>Foreign accent syndrome</title><summary type='text'>With one ear on the pillow and one near the bedside radio, I missed the word foreign, but soon got the idea. A Geordie lady (who complicated matters by saying she never really had a strong Georgie accent and had also lived in the U.S. for many years) who now sounds a bit French or maybe Italian. All the other items now fell into the background as my mind worked away on the possible cause. Had an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/115200852198798106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=115200852198798106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/115200852198798106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/115200852198798106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2006/07/foreign-accent-syndrome.html' title='Foreign accent syndrome'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-115142183348334199</id><published>2006-06-27T15:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-06-27T15:23:53.483Z</updated><title type='text'>Stefan Zweig</title><summary type='text'>3QD points to TNYRB essay by Joan Acocella</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/115142183348334199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=115142183348334199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/115142183348334199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/115142183348334199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2006/06/stefan-zweig.html' title='Stefan Zweig'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-115142000248273724</id><published>2006-06-27T14:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-06-27T15:18:51.173Z</updated><title type='text'>12 Books That Changed the World</title><summary type='text'>No plethora of debate on this book. But:Slugger O'Toole gives his 12Sex, maths and a spinning machine: the 12 British books that changed the worldGoodreports.net  Bragg's 12 books that changed the world 12 Books That Changed the World, by Melvyn Bragg: A List with too little gravity Laurie Laurie Taylor,  21 June 2006,  Independent.....and here are 12 better ones that did the same thingPerhaps </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/115142000248273724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=115142000248273724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/115142000248273724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/115142000248273724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2006/06/12-books-that-changed-world.html' title='12 Books That Changed the World'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-115062789721159403</id><published>2006-06-18T10:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-06-21T10:56:40.213Z</updated><title type='text'>Self-reference</title><summary type='text'>A Google Alert on 'Moleskine Modality' produces such inexplicable but interesting finds as a Reference.com search on 'Modality' which presumably was someone else not me! If Google has turned up something I searched for many months ago, all to the good, it is a reminder. I can't remember all these links, though the Medieval Theories of Modality entry in Stanford Encycopedia of Philosophy and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/feeds/115062789721159403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10062506&amp;postID=115062789721159403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/115062789721159403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10062506/posts/default/115062789721159403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molesky.blogspot.com/2006/06/self-reference.html' title='Self-reference'/><author><name>Adfero Affero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09653378916912708463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10062506.post-114923102429694992</id><published>2006-06-02T06:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-07-13T13:01:13.206Z</updated><title type='text'>Shadow of the Wind</title><summary type='text'>Carlos Ruis Zafón1st. published in Spain 2002By page four I was completely hooked. To begin reading a book on the recommendation of someone steeped in the world of the Spanish (a bonus the knowledge of Portugal and Brasil) while in the country of the writer and knowing the country pretty well is as good a conjunction as your are going to get. 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