LITERATURE: Miller vs. Calvino

I’d started Calvino’s If on a winter’s night a traveler, cheating with a tempting tidbit to force myself through Miller’s Tropic of Cancer which is truly a trial of the sophisticated mind.  A more allowable (by the rules) side trip through BASS 2007 along with class-related required reading provided excuse to legally wander but now I find myself once again facing the inevitable.  Calvino or Miller?  Calvino, of course, but only with a required Catholic penance of one or two more days spent with Miller alone.

Should also be reading other stuff-though I’ve started John Porcellino’s Perfect Example and quite honestly feel exactly as I do about Miller’s novel.  Thank the literary and social gods for progress in acceptance of formerly considered ‘dirty words’.  Maybe fuck and shit will soon go out of style and the adolescent fascination with formerly foul language will follow.

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