<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3054010</id><updated>2011-06-08T05:05:30.742Z</updated><title type='text'>corpus of no purpose</title><subtitle type='html'>Discussions, reviews and a linkfest of all things related to literature, cinema, and other weblogs.  Brought to you by Joli and Han.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corpus.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054010/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corpus.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075732389084712769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rZFP4DkFtU8/SKqJulUKnsI/AAAAAAAAAFA/xEfHUsFjdA4/S220/Photo+5.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3054010.post-112015630374263632</id><published>2005-06-30T18:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-30T18:31:43.766Z</updated><title type='text'>Bruno Shulz's Sanatorium under the sign of the hourglass</title><summary type='text'>After reading this interview I was curious about the aforementioned book. In Bangkok,  glancing over the shelves in a used bookstore, I picked this out with a little astonishment. I've since set it aside until today. After going through a couple pages, I realised this is not going to be an easy read.I am a fan of the quick read because you get the shape of the book that you then fill with the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corpus.blogspot.com/feeds/112015630374263632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3054010&amp;postID=112015630374263632&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054010/posts/default/112015630374263632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054010/posts/default/112015630374263632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corpus.blogspot.com/2005/06/bruno-shulzs-sanatorium-under-sign-of.html' title='Bruno Shulz&apos;s Sanatorium under the sign of the hourglass'/><author><name>Han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075732389084712769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rZFP4DkFtU8/SKqJulUKnsI/AAAAAAAAAFA/xEfHUsFjdA4/S220/Photo+5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3054010.post-111989191613723966</id><published>2005-06-27T16:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-27T17:15:38.296Z</updated><title type='text'>Coming soon: Notes on Frye's Anatomy of Criticism</title><summary type='text'>Northrop Frye's Anatomy of Criticism has eluded me for a long time. Blast you, Northrop Frye! I'll get you next week! I have a new strategy this time. I have been saving up my observations and soon enough, I will write them down. Stay tuned for results on this ground-breaking practice.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corpus.blogspot.com/feeds/111989191613723966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3054010&amp;postID=111989191613723966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054010/posts/default/111989191613723966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054010/posts/default/111989191613723966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corpus.blogspot.com/2005/06/coming-soon-notes-on-fryes-anatomy-of.html' title='Coming soon: Notes on Frye&apos;s Anatomy of Criticism'/><author><name>Han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075732389084712769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rZFP4DkFtU8/SKqJulUKnsI/AAAAAAAAAFA/xEfHUsFjdA4/S220/Photo+5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3054010.post-111941644704914288</id><published>2005-06-22T04:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-22T05:00:47.053Z</updated><title type='text'>Amy Hempel's The Harvest</title><summary type='text'>This is the short story that Chuck Palahniuk refers to in the LA Times article.  I found the actual printing that Palahniuk refers to and although it appears the story continues until the break down of the story, it actually ends with the sequence that begins with "As soon as I knew that I would be all right"The last part is the author talking about the writing of the story. In The Quarterly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corpus.blogspot.com/feeds/111941644704914288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3054010&amp;postID=111941644704914288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054010/posts/default/111941644704914288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054010/posts/default/111941644704914288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corpus.blogspot.com/2005/06/amy-hempels-harvest.html' title='Amy Hempel&apos;s The Harvest'/><author><name>Han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075732389084712769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rZFP4DkFtU8/SKqJulUKnsI/AAAAAAAAAFA/xEfHUsFjdA4/S220/Photo+5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3054010.post-111940642320261294</id><published>2005-06-22T01:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-22T02:13:43.210Z</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts on Watership Down</title><summary type='text'>This post contains spoilers about Richard Adams' Watership Down. If you haven't read it, give it a chance. Below, you will find a response to a second reading of Watership Down, which I had read for the first time a little under six years ago.I told a co-worker one day that I specifically read the ending of Watership Down to cry and he said he believed that. I wanted to see if this was still the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corpus.blogspot.com/feeds/111940642320261294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3054010&amp;postID=111940642320261294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054010/posts/default/111940642320261294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054010/posts/default/111940642320261294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corpus.blogspot.com/2005/06/thoughts-on-watership-down.html' title='Thoughts on Watership Down'/><author><name>Han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075732389084712769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rZFP4DkFtU8/SKqJulUKnsI/AAAAAAAAAFA/xEfHUsFjdA4/S220/Photo+5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3054010.post-111842118007835106</id><published>2005-06-10T15:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-10T16:33:00.093Z</updated><title type='text'>Disappoint</title><summary type='text'>I do reading around the classics and at one point, discover I spend more time reading about classics than actually reading them.There is a large body of criticism to go with the body of work that is considered literature and some of it has to do with the definition of literature. I'm not interested in anything definitive but I do want to share two articles that I keep coming back to, months after</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corpus.blogspot.com/feeds/111842118007835106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3054010&amp;postID=111842118007835106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054010/posts/default/111842118007835106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054010/posts/default/111842118007835106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corpus.blogspot.com/2005/06/disappoint.html' title='Disappoint'/><author><name>Han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075732389084712769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rZFP4DkFtU8/SKqJulUKnsI/AAAAAAAAAFA/xEfHUsFjdA4/S220/Photo+5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3054010.post-110957256607862107</id><published>2005-02-28T06:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-28T06:36:06.083Z</updated><title type='text'>Sideways: The Novel, Rex Pickett, St Martin's Griffin, 2004</title><summary type='text'>You can tell Rex Pickett identifies his occupation as being "screenwriter."  The way he writes: paragraphs of setting the scene, drawnout flowery descriptions of gardens and rolling hills not seen since the Victorians.  He wants you to be seeing the movie, not reading the book. I would rather have been seeing the movie again, rather than having read this book.In a word?  Pretentious.In two words?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corpus.blogspot.com/feeds/110957256607862107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3054010&amp;postID=110957256607862107&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054010/posts/default/110957256607862107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054010/posts/default/110957256607862107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corpus.blogspot.com/2005/02/sideways-novel-rex-pickett-st-martins.html' title='Sideways: The Novel, Rex Pickett, St Martin&apos;s Griffin, 2004'/><author><name>viola</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
