An Attempt At Exhausting A Place In Paris, Georges Perec
… an endless catalog of comings and goings, anchored by the public buses moving through the scene with regularity and in various states of fullness… it is all surface, no depth, a clear cosmic churning of little consequence…
… i have finished reading An Attempt… i am glad it is short… i liked it… it is on to something important… i learn about the novel Life, A Users’s Manual, for which this may have been the prelude… Life is a much longer work, 600 plus pages apparently, all taking place in one location and at one time… i immediately wonder how it might compare to Joyce’s Ulysses, which takes place all on one day… am i remembering that correctly?
… i read the afterward by Marc Lowenthal… he surfaces a number of books that i might want to read…
- The Man of the Crowd, Edgar Allen Poe
- The Invention of Morel, Adolfo Bioy Caseres
- Something Black, Jaques Roubaud
- Lundi rue Christine, Apollinaire
- An Anecdoted Topography of Chance, Daniel Spoerrie
- L’Invention du monde, Olivier Rolin
- The Journalist, Harry Mathew
… a long reading list, a new rabbit hole…
… time to go wandering…