Category Archives: LITERATURE

Jeez this is great; what a perfect complement to Augustine’s wondering of soul.  Henderson and his man, Romilayu find that they’ve been set up with a corpse in their small hut.  After the initial shock and anger, they must decide … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Henderson, waiting to meet with the officials of the village, finds that he’s broken his bridge and this brings recall of his dentist, his past, and a meeting with his grown son. But a father is a father after all, … Continue reading → Continue reading →

This novel follows the format: the protagonist wants something badly and it matters what he’ll go through to get it.  While we’re still not completely sure what that something is exactly, we follow Henderson as he guesses that he can … Continue reading → Continue reading →

The confusing thing is that I always have some real basic motivation, and how I go so wrong, I can never understand.  (p. 92) Bellow gives us insight into his protagonist via the first person pov (Henderson), though this is … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Henderson is such a goof–as are we all.  Goofballs down to the core of our souls. "She say," Itelo translated carefully, "world is strange to a child.  You not a child, sir?" "Oh, how wonderful she is," I said.  "True, … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Before I go much further with the reading, there’s something to this novel that for some reason I can’t seem to put into words. The story of Eugene Henderson, a self-proclaimed millionaire of about fifty-plus, is seeking something and while … Continue reading → Continue reading →

"I want.  I want…"  (many, many pages) It seems lately that every book I select from the shelves, out of hundreds, seems to mean something relevant to my life and situtions at the time.  But then that’s what a reader’s … Continue reading → Continue reading →

I’ve gotten through five chapters of this Saul Bellow classic though I haven’t posted anything yet on it.  I’m impressed by the writing, a psychological realism style where we have the first person narrator, a fifty year old man named … Continue reading → Continue reading →