tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185535.post4997209283033523885..comments2023-10-18T09:44:11.979-05:00Comments on still life: not my own words, but close enoughahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16220553595935499440noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185535.post-59279835483328837992007-05-29T12:21:00.000-05:002007-05-29T12:21:00.000-05:00Incidentally, I believe I was at the less-than-hal...Incidentally, I believe I was at the less-than-halfway point when I wrote this entry, which is why I didn't already say this :)ahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16220553595935499440noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185535.post-31092958015952091122007-05-29T12:20:00.000-05:002007-05-29T12:20:00.000-05:00I actually do totally agree with you. Or maybe on...I actually do totally agree with you. Or maybe only partially... I appreciated the absolutely cloying obsessiveness of the "body" chapters, because I felt like it was kind of a nice literary version of what I sometimes feel like when I miss something. But at the same time, I was just kind of annoyed and bored by the end. It was one of those books where I loved the first half or so (there are ahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16220553595935499440noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185535.post-77744730336323799252007-05-29T11:13:00.000-05:002007-05-29T11:13:00.000-05:00it's beautiful, i agree, but did you get a little ...it's beautiful, i agree, but did you get a little tired of the language after a while? about halfway through, i found myself saying (aloud sometimes) "yeah, we get it. you love her. great, but can we move on?" especially during those "body" chapters...annaphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02134505514418438335noreply@blogger.com