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The notion of a relationship becoming deeper and more profound as people begin to ‘transgress’ the boundaries of what a twenty-first century reader would describe as vanilla sex is also a time-worn strategy.
Continue readingJames Salter’s ‘A Sport and a Pastime.’
Posted in Reading with tags D.H.Lawrence, Lady Chatterley's Lover on September 17, 2020 by Jarrod Boyle
James Salter’s ‘A Sport and a Pastime.’
Posted in Reading with tags A Moveable Feast, A Sport and a Pastime, D.H. Lawrence, Ernest Hemingway, Feminism, James Salter, Lady Chatterley's Lover, Modernism, Paris on September 16, 2020 by Jarrod Boyle
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A Sport and a Pastime is considered – by Americans – to be an American classic. My first question, upon finishing the book, is, ‘What makes something a classic? What makes it ‘feel’ like one?’
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Blankness of a Clock Face
Posted in poetry, sonnet with tags clock face, poetry, sonnet on August 30, 2020 by Jarrod Boyle
Your stride faltered in hesitation as
The young man held the door to let you pass
His face eclipsed by yours – a brief reflection
His eyes stalled by yours within the glass
I’d hoped to catch this moment in the mirror
Rising from the lines upon my face
But read the time less from standing figures
Than from the way you spanned the empty space
This morning’s spectre of your fragrant heat
Attendant to your body’s pooling shadow
Trickles through the reef of cotton sheet as
A frigid breeze rattles the open window
I kiss your neck, then disappear from sight
You turn to face the weeping winter light
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The Devils – A User’s Guide
Posted in Fiction, Observation, Reading with tags Dostoyevsky, Martin Scorsese, Pyramids, Raging Bull, Taxi Driver, The Devils on August 26, 2020 by Jarrod Boyle
What’s it about?
What amounts to a terrorist cell in mid-nineteenth century Russia and its effect on a small fictional town of Dostoyevsky’s invention.
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Her Invisible Wings
Posted in poetry, sonnet with tags Her Invisible Wings on August 9, 2020 by Jarrod Boyle
Within the lock the key creates a flashpoint
And the lambent pressure of her absence
Rolls back in waves from the open door
And mounts walls in cylinders of silence
Where once we sheltered in woven shadows
Drifting down from her invisible wings
And the electricity of orgasm
Glittered random and wild across her skin
I talk to her when I’m in the shower
At least, to the frequencies that linger
And after, standing before the mirror
Watching as my hunkered shadow glowers
Deep beneath the sheen of beaded silver
Draw her ciphered outline with a finger
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My Dark Vanessa
Posted in Pretensions toward cultural theory, Reading with tags Lolita, My Dark Vanessa, Sophie Gilbert, The Atlantic, Vladimir Nabokov on August 7, 2020 by Jarrod Boyle
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“I called Lolita a love story and the professor cut me off, saying, ‘Calling this novel a love story indicates an unconscionable misreading on your part.’
She wouldn’t even let me finish what I was trying to say. Ever since then, I haven’t dared bring it up in any of my classes.”
p.291,
My Dark Vanessa.
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My Dark Vanessa
Posted in Pretensions toward cultural theory, Reading with tags Andrea Dworkin, Bessel Van Der Kolk, facebook, Kate Elizabeth Russell, My Dark Vanessa, The Body Keeps the Score, trauma on August 2, 2020 by Jarrod Boyle
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Our relationship lasted until after I graduated. She left her husband and I’d left school, and she came over to my apartment one day and we talked about doing it properly. Continue reading
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My Dark Vanessa
Posted in Pretensions toward cultural theory, Reading with tags Kate Elizabeth Russell, My Dark Vanessa, sex with your teacher on July 30, 2020 by Jarrod Boyle
Kate Elizabeth Russell, author of ‘My Dark Vanessa.’
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I had an illicit relationship with a teacher that started when I was sixteen. I hadn’t thought much about it until recently, once I’d started reading Vanessa. Continue reading
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My Dark Vanessa
Posted in Pretensions toward cultural theory, Reading with tags Andrea Dworkin, Feminazi, Jacob Strane, Kate Elizabeth Russell, Melbourne University, My Dark Vanessa, Ralph Lauren, Sophie Gilbert, The Atlantic, Vanessa Wye, Young Liberals on July 26, 2020 by Jarrod Boyle
‘Romance is rape by seduction’.
– Andrea Dworkin.
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I used to hate Andrea Dworkin. She was invoked like a saint by all those hateful, spotty little feminazis at Melbourne University, chanting and shouting and marching, projecting all kinds of resentment and hatred. They threw the word ‘men’ like it was a paper bag full of shit. Continue reading
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Jocko Willink and David Goggins versus Leo Tolstoy, Ernest Hemingway and Hayden Carruth
Posted in Pretensions toward cultural theory, Real Men with tags David Goggins, Ernest Hemingway, For Whom the Bell Tolls, Hadji Murat, Hayden Carruth, Jocko Willink, Leo Tolstoy, sonnet, Unit 731 on July 10, 2020 by Jarrod Boyle
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There are some novels you read that make you think, ‘Why can’t all books be like this one?’ Continue reading
Theme Park at its Darkest 