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Randolph Carter trying to explain the concept of the unnameable to his buddy Joel
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Randolph Carter trying to explain the concept of the unnameable to his buddy Joel
Untitled Project: Robert Smithson Library & Book Club [Beckett, Samuel. Three Novels: Molloy, Malone Dies, The Unnameable, 1965] Oil paint on carved wood, 2019
The Unnameable (1988)-Timestamp Roulette
"I have my faults, but changing my tune is not one of them." - The Unnameable, Samuel Beckett
Deplorable mania, when something happens, to inquire what.
Samuel Beckett, from The Unnameable (1954)
I like to finish things, which is a failure; as James Richardson maintains in one of his (amazing) aphorisms, all stones are broken stones and to pretend otherwise is willful folly. I’ve…Continue reading →
Over on the Kenyon Review blog I wrote about a conversation on completeness that Elisa Gabbert and I had 9 years ago at the Blue Orchid in Lincoln, NE, as well as Lydia Davis’s take on the subject in her mini-essay “John Dos Passos at the 92nd Street Y.”
As a child I was rarely alone.
My Soul was with me.
Even now I must protect.
Even now, it is everything.