Category Archives: The Sound and the Fury

And I thought I had issues!

Upon reading Sons and Lovers, by DH Lawerence, I came to a realization.  Many of the books we read have Mother-Son issues in them.  No Father-Daughter issues – yet… maybe that is in the next ten.  Let’s begin with Ulysses and Portrait of a Young Artist  -Stephan Dedalus is plagued with his relationship with is Mother.  The fact that he could not bring himself to pray with her on her death bed plagues him through both books.  He continues with a incredible conflict with women and his treatment of them into adulthood.

Lolita?  No, but I bet Humphrey had mother issues too!  He was a mess all around.

Next,  we have Brave New World.  The second half of the book is the tortured relationship of Mother and Son and the demise of both their cultures.

The Sound and the Fury has THREE sons and a neuortic mother.  Neither has a healthy relationship with her and vice versa.  Benjy has no capacity to have a healthy relationship, Jason resents yet loves his mother, and Quentin loved everyone a bit too much.

Sons and Lovers – WOWZA, yes.  Paul describes his mother as if she is his lover.  Can we say dysfunctional?  A mother clinging to life and living vicariously through her living son trying to salvage a life she so wanted.  A son not knowing how to separate his relationship with his mother from a normal relationship with a woman.  The two are intertwined due to this strange defination of life through her son.

Five out of Nine books with Dysfunctional mother/son relationships.  I think I am still sticking by my all writers are nut balls post!

Is it that us daughters are just well adjusted? We get along with our fathers? Or is it male authors?  Or is it all authors?  Am I overthinking this?

Why doesn’t anyone answer my deep questions?  They aren’t rhetorical, I really want to know!!  *smile*

Grab a book, any book and READ!!!

Bleating = Blog Cheating!

I was inspired by Cristian’s Blog Post Opening Lines.  Bleating = Blog Cheating!  I loved Cristian’s post so I stole it, added it to mine, gave it my flair and TA DA – it’s mine.  All mine, mine, mine!!

You know I had to check on ours so far.  And here they are.  I hate to say it but my nod goes to James Joyce, “The Portrait of Young Artist?”  Who else could start a serious novel with Mookows?

Which is your favorite?

1.  Ulyssess –

STATELY, PLUMP BUCK MULLIGAN CAME FROM THE STAIRHEAD, bearing a bowl of lather on which a mirror and a razor lay crossed.

2.  The Great Gatsby

In my younger and more vulnerable years my father gave me some advice I’ve been turning over in my mind ever since.

3. Portrait of a Young Artist

Once upon a time and a very good time it was there was a moocow coming down along the road and this moocow that was coming down along the road met a nicens little boy named baby tuckoo…

4. Lolita

Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul.

5. Brave New World

A squat grey building of only thirty-four storeys. Over the main entrance the words “Central London Hatchery and Conditioning Centre” and, in a shield, the World State’s Motto: “Community, Identity, Stability”.

6. The Sound and the Fury

Through the fence, between the curling flower spaces, I could see them hitting.

7.  Catch-22

It was love at first sight. The first time Yossarian saw the chaplain he fell madly in love with him.

8.  Darkness at Noon

The cell door slammed behind Rubashov.

9.  Sons and Lovers

‘The Bottoms’ succeeded to ‘Hell Row’.

10.  The Grapes of Wrath (I count this as me starting this novel!)

To the red country and part of the gray country of Oklahoma, the last rains came gently, and they did not cut the scarred earth.