Wednesday, October 2, 2019
No Bull in The Sun Also Rises :: Hemingway Sun Also Rises Essays
      No Bull in The Sun Also Rises           I finished reading SAR around ten o'clock tonight. I could have taken it all  in     one big gulp when I began a week ago, but I couldn't do that. It wanted me  to     bring it out slowly, so I often found myself reading five or ten pages  and     laying it aside to absorb without engulfing. A man gets used to reading  Star     Wars and pulp fiction and New York Times Bestsellers and forgets what  literature     is until it slaps him in the face. This book was written, not churned out  or     word-processed. I thoroughly enjoyed reading.           I never noticed it until it was brought up in class, maybe because it wasn't  a     point for me in In Our Time, but He doesn't often enough credit quotations  with,     ",he said," or, ",said Brett," or, ",Bill replied." In SAR it stood and  called     attention to itself. I wasn't particularly bothered by His not telling me  who     said what, but it was very...pointed. I first noticed around the hundredth  page     or so. Then I realized I couldn't keep track of who was speaking. By not     dwelling on it, though, sort of (hate to say this) accepting it, I managed  to     assign speech to whomever I felt was speaking. Gradually I came to enjoy it,  in     another plane of reading, figuring out from whom words were originating. To  not     notice it, as if it were one of those annoying 3-D posters that you can't  see     until you make a concerted effort not to try and see, became simple - much  like     those 3-D pictures are once you know what not to look for. (I abhor  ending     sentences with prepositions...)           His not telling was heightening to the story. It made things come even  more     alive. As a conversation that you're hearing at a nearby table in a  restaurant,     the exchanges flowed, with me as a more passive reader than in a story  written     to be read instead of lived. It has always been troubling for me to read a  book     with the knowledge that there are things I am supposed to be catching, but  not     quite. The fish in the pools and the allegory and analogy and symbolism  aren't     					    
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