Dostoevsky’s fine precise prose, his sense of action. I understand the time span is all but a two weeks.
His prose demands an exact reading. Not unlike the Philosophers but in an altogether more relaxed manner; although one could say his prose is demanding. When I read Dostoevsky I smell the stench, I see the poverty, I smell the drunkeness (the whole alcoholic thing is a revelation to me seeing as I/we live with one on the ‘campus’ that is name of ‘campus’), I sense the desperation, I see the rags.
I fear execution scenes that no doubt will be full of graphic detail except in novelistic form.
Just as if i read Foucault for example I have the thrill of having to imagine the horrific execution of a Gaston fellow. I have also decided to incorporate Novels in the daily Quota. This relieves me of stress and helps me grapple with the Philosophy thing only via the Literature path.
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