by John Barth
I honestly don't know if this is the Barth I've read. I just feel like they'd all be very much the same. I read one of the major Barth books in my 20s and was bored by how lazy it was. Nothing so enamored with narrative technicalities should be called surreal, nor did it have any source of parody or...
“In the last years of the Seventeenth Century there was to be found among the fops and fools of the London coffee-houses one rangy, gangling flitch called Ebenezer Cooke…”The Sot-Weed Factor hooked me from the first sentence.John Barth's novel was inspired by a poem of the same name written by Ebene...
"But though the black man had heard their inquiries with worshipful attention, his eyes had shown more love than understanding; all they could get from him was his name, which - through it was doubtless from no civilized tounge at all - sounded variously to Ebenezer like Drehpunkter, Dreipunkter, D...
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