tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262814678571839572.post6393616800991264157..comments2023-11-02T04:50:22.657-04:00Comments on Obviosity: I Seem to Have Lost Swann's WayQarohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09896754613872523044noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262814678571839572.post-56334748301582695642008-03-08T11:50:00.000-05:002008-03-08T11:50:00.000-05:00My freshman college roommate (who seemed so beauti...My freshman college roommate (who seemed so beautiful and cool and worth emulation) had read all the volumes of <I>Remembrance of Things Past</I>, so I had to read it too. I did manage before I graduated from college, to get all the way through <I>Swann's Way</I> the first volume, and then got stopped. I liked the writing style -- sentences that meandered through one subordinate clause after another for twenty lines of text. I read Solzhenitsin's <I>Cancer Ward</I> at about the same time, and it occurred to me that the writing of both Proust and Solzhenitsin reflected the nature of the countryside around them -- intricate, packed, French gardens and open flat, Siberian plains. Of course I was reading both in translation so who knows how well the English really conveyed the original French and Russian.sgreerpitthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07764262558160301061noreply@blogger.com