Beckett And Kafka, Here I Come

by Pejman Yousefzadeh on September 18, 2009

Looks like I have a new incentive to read absurdist literature. I don’t think that Proust qualifies as “absurdist,” but I have to believe that stories with multiple tangents that constantly keep the reader on his/her toes as he/she seeks to keep up with the writer’s train of thought, help bring about the same desirable mental effects as does reading purely absurdist writing. And what about reading highly complicated political science/philosophy prose, as I am doing now? Surely, that has to lead to the creation of new neural connections, no?

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