Rereading Faulkner

Mention high–brow lit., and down the rabbit–hole I go.

While university-educated, well-read, and certainly versed in some material, there will always be holes that I can continue to traverse, and attempt to back–fill.

It’s a piece about Faulkner’s masterpeice, re–imagined with colorful printing.

Straight up, from my flawed memory and the dubious benefits of that English Degree, I recall that it was Faulkner’s dream to get The Sound and the Fury published in colored typeset, so it would be possible to distinguish between individual characters within the narrative’s cacophony of voices.

I have a digital collection of Faulkner’s short stories, and one copy of As I Lay Dying, which, years after college and university, I read. On my own. I adored it, but I might not be a well person.

An image is here, sort of visual proof.

Rereading Faulkner

The retired professors in Santa Fe kept recommending another Faulkner text, so I have a paperback of it, the collegiate version. Think I’ve looked at it once or twice, but never dug into the dense prose. Last time I dealt with something akin to that was reading Cormac McCarthy’s The Road, noted here.

A dozen years ago, or more, I used Faulkner’s obsession with his Sound and Fury as an example — of what? I cannot recall. From Faulkner mythos? Years later, after critical acclaim, academic applause, and still, as the author, he was messing with the text, wanting to clear up some issues.

Artists, huh.

Always did like his quote, available in my Pink Cake quote collection, “If a writer has to rob his mother, he will not hesitate. The Ode to a Grecian Urn is worth any number of little old ladies.” William Faulkner Interview—1955.

According to that piece, it has been done. A color–corrected book.

As I Lay Dying – William Faulkner

The Sound and the Fury – William Faulkner

Selected Short Stories – William Faulkner

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