Faulkner & Poultry babies
First, I would like to give a shout out to my friend, Victoria Winters, who has declared her love for eggs. I, too, enjoy the small, oval, white gems of protein-y goodness.
Secondly, I would like to vent my frustration with one Mr. William Faulkner. I am struggling through his "The Sound and the Fury" at the moment and let me tell you, it's been a while. I remember reading "As I Lay Dying" in high school and being confused, but my wonderfully insightful teacher helped to make it all make sense. How I wish he were here now. Maybe my sleep-deprived brain is just not adjusting to his style. Anyone out there who can demystify Billy for me?
Au revoir for now..........
Secondly, I would like to vent my frustration with one Mr. William Faulkner. I am struggling through his "The Sound and the Fury" at the moment and let me tell you, it's been a while. I remember reading "As I Lay Dying" in high school and being confused, but my wonderfully insightful teacher helped to make it all make sense. How I wish he were here now. Maybe my sleep-deprived brain is just not adjusting to his style. Anyone out there who can demystify Billy for me?
Au revoir for now..........
2 Comments:
At 12:29 PM , Bird On A Line said...
You got spam! Ack!
I love eggs, I love eggs! :)
At 5:04 AM , Bird On A Line said...
I haven't read much Faulkner, but doesn't he write through mentally-challenged characters? This may be why Billy is so confusing to read.
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