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As I Lay Dying As I Lay Dying is Faulkner’s harrowing account of the Bundren family’s odyssey across the Mississippi countryside to bury Addie their wife and mother Narrated in turn by each of the family members including Addie herself as well as others; the novel ranges in mood from dark comedy to the deepest pathos Considered one of the most influential novels in American fiction in structure style and drama As I Lay Dying is a true 20th century classic This edition reproduces the corrected text of As I Lay Dying as established in 1985 by Noel Polk

About the Author: William Faulkner

William Cuthbert Faulkner was a Nobel Prize winning American novelist and short story writer One of the most influential writers of the twentieth century his reputation is based mostly on his novels novellas and short stories He was also a published poet and an occasional screenwriterThe majority of his works are set in his native state of Mississippi Though his work was published as early

10 thoughts on “As I Lay Dying

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    I know you're supposed to love this book because it's Faulker but I HATED IT I know you're cool and intelligent if you read Faulkner but I can't stand him Sorry I don't know what he's talking about and at the risk of sounding immodest I am bright I DON'T think it's cool and hip to write in a confusing manner and I don't try to impress others by liking ambiguity I had my fill in college with snobs who pretended to like this stuff Sorry I sound harsh here I'm really a nice person but YUK

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    I've been working up to a William Faulkner book for years His books always appear on lists of best books of all time and books you should read before you die But when I've felt in the mood for a classic or something literary I've always passed him up for other authors even those with 1000 page monsters I think deep down I always sensed Faulkner just wasn't for meThe first problem is my lack of enthusiasm for stream of consciousness narratives If I'm being honest I rarely like it I don't mind working at a book if it's hard going but this style of narration makes it difficult for me personally to ever settle into the rhythm of the book And Faulkner takes it to a whole new level He drops us into scenes and scenarios without any explanation; I genuinely felt like Faulkner wanted to deliberately confuse his readers about characters and ideas he could have easily portrayed in a accessible way Confusion for confusion's sakeHonestly I can think of little boring than suffering through every thought feeling and instinct that passes through the human mind I have my own mind that plagues me with this randomness; I don't need to read it in someone else's perspective I want an author to organize language into a structure that is interesting compelling thought provoking and stream of consciousness for me is rarely any of those thingsBut that's just my tastes for the style Trying to take a step away from that a second and view what the novel did as a whole I can't say I enjoyed the story Nor do I tend to enjoy books with than two or three perspectives and this one had fifteen In less than three hundred pagesThe plot follows the Bundren family after the death of their matriarch Addie Fifteen perspectives tell the story of the family's journey to Jefferson where Addie is to be buried Hauling a wagon with Addie's decomposing body the Bundren family sets out on a nine day journey of freuent hunger and discomfort Faulkner includes important themes in his work such as religion poverty and identity in the Southern United States but I still feel like other authors have done this in a palatable way I would much rather read Steinbeck any dayOne reviewer said this of Faulkner's style and I couldn't agree It is easy to be confusing It is easy to write something beautiful and understandable for yourself It's hard to write universal words which we can all connect So so trueBlog | Facebook | Twitter | Instagram | Youtube

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    Where to start with a masterpiece that is both short like the distance between two thoughts and deep as the thoughts themselves? This is one of Faulkner's true masterpieces a grotesue road trip with a rotting corpse told in the voices of the extremely dysfunctional and occasionally insane family members It is Ulysses in the Southern United States or a Georgian Grapes of Wrath Faulkner having been inspired by the former and certainly influenced the latter The writing is some of the most powerful that Faulkner ever produced I would think how words go straight up in a thin line uick and harmless and how terribly doing goes along the earth clinging to it so that after a while the two lines are too far apart for the same person to straddle from one to the other; and that sin and love and fear are just sounds that people who never sinned nor loved nor feared have for what they never had and cannot have until they forget the wordsThe words leap off the page and both drawn you into their language’s inner beauty and repulse you for the violence he depicts It is as visceral as a slaughterhouse complete with awls piercing caskets and yet optimistic than this generation’s Walking DeadOne of the greatest American novels ever written and one that will still be as moving and relevant centuries from now as it speaks eternal truth in the American vernacular A must

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    And since sleep is is not and rain and wind are was it is not Yet the wagon is because when the wagon is was Addie Bundren will not be And Jewel is so Addie Bundren must be And then I must be or I could not empty myself for sleep in a strange room And so if I am not emptied yet I am is There are people who actually like this?Seriously though I'm pretty sure I get it I just don't like it There is a family and each one is a reflection of a way of living or in some cases a way of dying Anse is the 'woe is me' type and Addie is the 'Serve your purpose and die' type and that's all well and good and it's a pretty cool idea for a book I just don't like Faulkner Do you know that skill has very little to do with the process of inventing a concept? I'm still not entirely convinced that Faulkner is the genius he is made out to be In fact I'm not entirely convinced I should like him at all Based off his biography he is kind of a pathetic lying failure so what am I supposed to think of his writing?Stream of consciousness is one thing writing in Faulkner's way is another Scenes are dropped onto our heads in ways we cannot comprehend and actions are portrayed without explanation And do you know the unfairest cut of all? Faulkner knows what he is trying to say he knows all about these characters he just isn't showing us anything An example originally there were no names at the beginning of the chapters Yeah no kidding He just wrote this shit with no explanation of our speaker and expected us to figure it out That is not genius Writing is about making a connection to a stranger bridging a gap of confusion to create understanding and to share an idea a theme an image with thousands or millions of people who you've never met Faulkner writes in jargon he understands with little to no respect for the reader and I can't forgive him for it If you don't believe me then write something Write a short story Write 3 or 4 or 5 pages Flesh out the characters and their histories and their conflicts Got it? Okay now when you are writing a scene with multiple people use only the pronoun he You will know who you are talking about do we? Is that good writing? No it isn'tIt is easy to be confusing It is easy to write something beautiful and understandable for yourself It's hard to write universal words which we can all connect Good idea Faulkner poor performance

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    Once you get past the ungainly oddness and wild strangeness which assails you from every direction then you can see the weirdness which lies beyond The story and there is a very strong clear linear narrative here is wonderfully stupid A back country family in Mississippi in the 20s has their dear mama Addie Bundren up and die on them and the lazy ass sumbitch daddy thinks he then has to carry out her settled dying wish which very unreasonably was to get buried with her own kin 40 miles away in Jefferson This wouldn’t be so bad except it’s the height of summer and there’s just been bad rains and a flood so the bridges over the river are down The whole passel of them four sons one daughter one daddy two mules and one horse nevertheless trek off to do the right thing To say they encounter obstacles would be to say nought but the truth One such is that before very long Addie starts to decomp to which many passing strangers take exception So it’s kind of a comic tale but it ain’t told comically No sir No ma’am The guides will say the same thing about this short but dense like a black hole novel As I Lay Dying is written as a series of stream of consciousness monologues in which the characters’ thoughts are presented in all their uncensored chaos without the organizing presence of an objective narrator That’s from the online Spark Notes Fair enough except that it’s just completely not true All the short chapters are headed up with a character name and it kind of naturally seems as if that character is narrating but a only occasionally could you call anything in this book stream of consciousness and even then it’s nothing at all like our old beloved friends Virginia Woolf or James Joyce because these interior monologues come at you in perfectly formed and mostly graceful sentences; and b The chapters obey no consistent rules or they change the rules all the time which is the same thing so that in the middle of a paragraph it is suddenly the author’s omniscient voice popping up And another thing what Faulkner does all the time is bend the credibility of the characters’ voices until they break Here’s two examples of purely natural monologue Because be durn if there ain’t something about a durn fellow like Anse that seems to make a man have to help him even when he knows he’ll be wanting to kick himself the next minuteAnd Sometimes I think it aint none of us pure crazy and aint none of us pure sane until the balance of us talks him that a way It’s like it aint so much what a fellow does but it’s the way the majority of folks is looking at him when he does it But here’s an example of Faulkner’s own voice breaking in The narrator here is Vardaman aged around ten I can cry uiet now feeling and hearing my tears It is dark I can hear wood silence I know them But not living sounds not even him It is as though the dark were resolving him out of his integrity into an unrelated scattering of componentsThe last sentence is not Vardaman It’s Faulkner Here’s the daughter Dewey Dell – her usual mode is like this About his head the print of his hat sweated into his hair His shirt is blotched with sweat He has not washed his hands and arms But then The cow breathes upon my hips and back her breath warm sweet stertorous moaning even my spellcheck does not know stertorous much less an uneducated 17 year old country girl So what is Faulkner doing here? Messing with us readers I thinkAnd now here’s Darl one of the sons Now as this family is the purely uneducated rural poor how is it one of their sons the one who narrates about half of the book thinks in this lushly textured poetic and highly intellectual language? He looks up at the gaunt face framed by the window in the twilight It is a composite picture of all time since he was a child For a while still she looks down at him from the composite picture neither with censure nor approbation Then she flings herself across Addie Bundren’s knees clutching her shaking her with the furious strength of the young before sprawling suddenly across the handful of rotten bones that Addie Bundren left jarring the whole bed into a chattering sibilance of mattress shucks her arms outflung and the fan in one hand still beating with expiring breath into the uiltShe looks down at the face It is like a casting of fading bronze upon the pillow the hands alone still with any semblance of life a curled gnarled inertness; a spent yet alert uality from which weariness exhaustion travail has not yet departed as though they doubted even yet the actuality of rest guarding with horned and penurious alertness the cessation which they know cannot last Check out these examples of Darl’s vocabulary We go on with a motion so soporific so dreamlike as to be uninferant of progress as though time and not space were decreasing between us and it How do our lives ravel out into the no wind no sound the weary gestures wearily recapitulantA cubistic bugStarkly re accruentDon’t sound like no poor white trash I ever came acrost dunt know about you Sounds like Marcel damn Proust than Hank Williams Shoot sounds like this William Faulkner hisself talkin Seems he didn’t want to write no normal book but one a them whatchacallem modernist efforts but like he jes couldnt hep hisself had to git that thar poetic jawbreakin stuff in there someways n so turned one a his ole country boys into some kinda god damn genius It doesn’t really work a few pages of Darl and my suspension of disbelief came crashing down and really bruised my left shoulder I can still feel it now And there’s another thing about old Darl He freuently launches off into Deep Space like this I don’t know what I am I don’t know if I am or not Jewel knows he is because he does not know that he does not know whether he is or not He cannot empty himself for sleep because he is not what he is and he is what he is not I had to look round and ask here who let Samuel Beckett in here?Even so and also taking into consideration a couple of apparent plot holes in the rather too neat O Henryish ending how did bumbling Anse fix up all that in such a short space of time? I still loved the bravery and confidence of this novel It ramified my brain and there is hardly any higher praise It was great 45 stars

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    Many of us slogged through this unofficial My First Faulkner in high school and probably all any of us remember from it is Vardaman's line My mother is a fish which our teachers used to teach us about Foreshadowing For many of us this would be My Last Faulkner too because we learned mostly that Faulkner is a fucking pain in the ass At least it's less confusing than The Sound The Fury although that's sortof like saying a given animal is less dangerous than a bear strapped to a shark okay but there's a long way between that and safeFaulkner is a pain in the ass because he was a modernist one of the Three Great Modernists along with Woolf and Joyce and modernism is when you jumble up your timelines and perspectives and generally just obfuscate everything so it's about all a body can do to figure out what the plot even is and while all three of these authors are great in that they know what they're doing and they're memorable and they're telling great truths they are also massive pains in your ass and should basically not be read by most peopleBut you can or less follow most of the plot in this book and here's what it is this shambling backwoods family of future Trump voters sets off to bury the matriarch on her family land and they fuck it all up The plot has the grinding inevitability of great tragedy but the events have an obstinately small scale; it's just these idiots trying to get a coffin across a riverHere are the characters Addie Bundren the one who dies; Anse her lazy good for nothing husband who looks like a figure carved clumsily from tough wood by a drunken caricaturist a description that Cormac McCarthy would build basically his entire career on; Cash the carpenter eldest son who never finishes a sentence even in his head; Darl who for some reason doubles as an omniscient narrator the most articulate of the group considered ueer for that very reason remember that scene in Idiocracy where the dude gets diagnosed with talking like a fag? and constantly babbling about is and was like a college kid getting stoned for the third time; Jewel the horse obsessed son whose eyes are constantly described like pieces of a broken plate which no they aren't that's simply not what eyes are like; Dewey Dell the sole daughter whose wet dress shapes for the blind eyes of three blind men those mammalian ludicrosities which are the horizons and the valleys of the earth in the single worst description of breasts ever perpetrated to paper; Vardaman of the fish who is off in some vague way Faulkner has never been particularly specific about his medical diagnoses Benjy from Sound The Fury is also non diagnosably off; he might be autistic who knows Vardaman is either in his early teens and off my position or around 8 and less off There's conflicting evidenceFaulkner sortof recycles some of his characters from Sound the Fury written just a year earlier in 1929 Benjy and Vardaman are both fucked in the head; Dewey Dell and Caddy are the underdressed daughters; Darl and uentin are the time obsessed poets They also share a setting Faulkner's famous and made up Yoknapatawpha County in Mississippi Mississippi might be real how would I know Sound the Fury didn't sell well and Faulkner aimed deliberately to write a tour de force a surefire winner which or less worked out He claims to have written it in six weeks and one draftThere are a few other characters most notably the functional neighbors Vernon and Cora Tull Everybody takes turns narrating; each has a distinct voice but all of them use words they couldn't possibly have any excuse to know Here's young Vardaman's description of a horse It is as though the dark were resolving him out of his integrity into an unrelated scattering of components snuffings and stampings smells of cooling flesh and ammoniac hair an uncoordinated whole of splotched hide and strong bones within which detached and secret and familiar an is different from my is Faulkner's not even trying to make anyone talk realistically He's about something I guess lending epic weight to lifesize events and I even kinda like it but it's still basically ridiculousI'm making fun of Faulkner a lot which is easy and fun to do because he's a jackass but I like this book The river crossing is genuinely exciting Faulkner's kinda funny in sortof a check out this sentence I'm about to get away with fuck all of you way not as funny as his fellow Southern Gothic Flannery O'Connor but who is The book overall walks a line between complicated and understandable and for once Faulkner stays on the right side of itOver the course of the book most of the family have their own stories to play out It's surprising and neat; new dimensions keep unfolding We learn that Jewel view spoileris illegitimate by Rev Whitfield this is the most obfuscated plot development hide spoiler

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    My mother is a fishFaulkner's short novel about a rural family following the death of their matriarch Funny disturbing maddening thought provoking and mysterious I have never been a big fan of stream of consciousness thus I have never finished The Sound and the Fury and Faulkner does well to limit that techniue here He does employ multiple narrators varying perspectives themes and an eclectic narration I cannot help thinking this is a thin minimalistic American version of War and Peace

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    This thrilling chilling tale is told through a sort of schizm The conglomeration of different consciousnesses is a bubbling soup mixed in with dark symbols Southern Gothic elements and it is indeed a delightful experience an overly delicious dish The macabre is Alive; this prose palpitates This is waayyy accessible than say The Sound and the Fury and for those who have strayed away from this darling writer this particular masterpiece will immediately put him or her in Faulkner's direct sphere of influence heshe will swim in that dark twisted atmosphere bask in it for some long while Read this and you will know what Faulkner his deep haunted tortured South are all aboutThe Best Willy Faulkner book?

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    As I Lay Dying William FaulknerAs I Lay Dying is a 1930 novel in the genre of Southern Gothic by American author William Faulkner Faulkner said that he wrote the novel from midnight to 400 AM over the course of six weeks and that he did not change a word of it Faulkner wrote it while working at a power plant published it in 1930 and described it as a tour de force Faulkner's fifth novel it is consistently ranked among the best novels of 20th century literature The title derives from Book XI of Homer's Odyssey wherein Agamemnon tells Odysseus As I lay dying the woman with the dog's eyes would not close my eyes as I descended into Hades The book is narrated by 15 different characters over 51 chapters It is the story of the death of Addie Bundren and her poor rural family's uest and motivations noble or selfish to honor her wish to be buried in her hometown of Jefferson Mississippi As the book opens Addie is alive though in ill health Addie and others expect her to die soon and she sits at a window watching as her firstborn Cash builds her coffin Anse Addie's husband waits on the porch while their daughter Dewey Dell fans her mother in the July heat The night after Addie dies a heavy rainstorm sets in; rivers rise and wash out bridges the family will need to cross to get to Jefferson The family's trek by wagon begins with Addie's non embalmed body in the coffin Along the way Anse and the five children encounter various difficulties Anse freuently rejects any offers of assistance including meals or lodging so at times the family goes hungry and sleeps in barns At other times he refuses to accept loans from people claiming he wishes to be beholden to no man thus manipulating the would be lender into giving him charity as a gift not to be repaid Jewel Addie's middle child tries to leave his dysfunctional family yet cannot turn his back on them through the trials Cash breaks a leg and winds up riding atop the coffin He refuses to admit to any discomfort but the family eventually puts a makeshift cast of concrete on his leg Twice the family almost loses Addie's coffin first while crossing a river on a washed out bridge two mules are lost and second when a fire of suspicious origin starts in the barn where the coffin is being stored for a night After nine days the family finally arrives in Jefferson where the stench from the coffin is uickly smelled by the townspeople In town family members have different items of business to take care of Cash's broken leg needs attention Dewey Dell for the second time in the novel goes to a pharmacy trying to obtain an abortion that she does not know how to ask for First though Anse wants to borrow some shovels to bury Addie because that was the purpose of the trip and the family should be together for that Before that happens however Darl the second eldest is seized for the arson of the barn and sent to the Mississippi State Insane Asylum in Jackson With Addie only just buried Anse forces Dewey Dell to give up her money which he spends on getting new teeth and marries the woman from whom he borrowed the spadesتاریخ نخستین خوانش روز چهاردهم ماه فوریه سال 1994 میلادیعنوان گور به گور؛ نویسنده ویلیام فاکنر؛ مترجم نجف دریابندری؛ تهران، نشر چشمه، 1371؛ در 250 ص؛ چاپ دوم 1382؛ شابک 9643621936؛ چاپ چهارم 1386؛ شابک 9789643621933؛ چاپ پنجم 1387؛ چاپ هفتم 1389؛ چاپ نهم 1391، در 304 ص؛ چاپ دهم 1393؛ موضوع داستانهای نویسندگان امریکایی سده ی 20 مجناب نجف دریابندری؛ در یادداشتی می‌نویسند «گور به گور» عنوانی‌ ست، که من روی این رمان گذاشته‌ ام، زیرا نتوانسته‌ ام عنوان اصلی آن را به عبارتی که خود بپسندم به فارسی درآورم «همچون که دراز کشیده بودم و داشتم می‌مُردم»؛ کوتاه‌ترین عبارتی است، که به نظر من معنای عنوان اصلی را دقیقاً بیان می‌کند پایان نقل، این که از ترجمه عنوان کتاب، لابد برگرداندن متن اصلی به متن فارسی هم، چنین دشوار بوده است، کتاب یک سال پس از نگارش «خشم و هیاهو»، و در سال 1930 میلادی به نگارش درآمده، و برنده ی نوبل ادبیات شده است نویسنده مدعی ست که «گور به گور» را شش هفته‌ ای، آن‌ هم شب‌ها و پای کوره ی یک نیروگاه محلی نوشته است، و دیگر دستی در آن نبرده است داستان «گور به گور»، پانزده راوی متفاوت دارد در میانِ راویان «کودک»، «پیرمرد»، «زن محتضر»، «پزشک» و هستند، و در روایت خود، هوشیارانه مطابق سن و سال خویش حرف می‌زنند روایت‌شان بر پایه ی دیدگاه خود، و براساس فهم خویش ست از این منظر، تعدد راوی در «گور به گور»، نه تنها خوانشگر را گیج نمی‌کند، بلکه بر گوارایی داستان نیز می‌افزاید ا شربیانی

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