Why read novels? They aren’t real right? Well, what is real anyways. Understand the brain: processing experience, sensory perception, instant-to-instant existence by reducing the infinite complexity of the world into workable representations, mapping the world around us to something inside our head, preserving certain structure, but compacting and compressing an overwhelming amount of information into a finite (living) object. The mapping is an abstraction, the world outside and the brain itself have a physical reality. Novels are representations of human experience across the world over time gifted from others to build the perception category. Novels are real objects to help explore inside then outside the mind, where people are waiting to share knowledge.
Now…
Giant Gems (or books to add depth to reading repertoire with subtitles hooray):
- A Naked Singularity by Sergio de la Pava
(or Law & Lacerations) - Mason & Dixon by Thomas Pynchon
(or On the Existence of Lines) - Women and Men by Joseph McElroy by Joseph McElroy (or A Quantum Chaos Theory of Human Dynamics)
- Middlemarch by George Eliot
(or the OG Women and Men by Mary Ann Evans) - Tree of Smoke by Denis Johnson
(or Enter the Vietvoid) - Underworld by Don Delillo
(or Encounters at the End of the Landfill) - Miss MacIntosh, My Darling by Marguerite Young (or The Real Magic School Bus)
- The Making of Americans by Gertrude Stein (or Class Futility)
- The Sleepwalkers by Hermann Broch (or La Notte by Michelangelo Antonioni)
- Belladonna by Daša Drndić (or EEG by Daša Drndić a duality not a subtitle)
Don’t get lost,
Bb
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