Showing posts with label kafka. Show all posts
Showing posts with label kafka. Show all posts

Monday, September 21, 2009

The Absurd is Good for You

Reading a book by Franz Kafka or watching a film by director David Lynch,could make you smarter, a study by psychologists of the University of California in Santa Barbara have found [via]. This from the press release :
As part of their research, Proulx and Steven J. Heine, a professor of psychology at the University of British Columbia and the article's second co-author, asked a group of subjects to read an abridged and slightly edited version of Kafka's "The Country Doctor," which involves a nonsensical –– and in some ways disturbing –– series of events. A second group read a different version of the same short story, one that had been rewritten so that the plot and literary elements made sense. The subjects were then asked to complete an artificial-grammar learning task in which they were exposed to hidden patterns in letter strings. They were asked to copy the individual letter strings and then to put a mark next to those that followed a similar pattern. "People who read the nonsensical story checked off more letter strings –– clearly they were motivated to find structure," said Proulx. "But what's more important is that they were actually more accurate than those who read the more normal version of the story. They really did learn the pattern better than the other participants did."
I couldn't find the short story online, but it can be found in this volume of Kafkas' collected stories.

(Pic is from an illustrated copy of the story.)

Sunday, December 28, 2008

Short and Sweet

Janet Tay in today's Starmag writes about novellas - Little Books, Big Punches she calls them.

She strongly recommends to local readers (as I strongly endorse!) :
and reviews each of them. (In the print version of the newspaper, there is a 30% voucher for each of these titles from Kinokuniya.)

Two recent novellas I would add are Ian McEwan's On Chesil Beach, and Mohsin Hamid's The Reluctant Fundamentalist, both shortlisted recently for the Booker prize.

I last wrote about novellas here and really do think they are a great way in to serious fiction for the reader who may be put off by the length of a full-length novel.

Sunday, August 10, 2008

Zadie on Kafka

It is as if he had spent his entire life wondering what he looked like, without ever discovering there are such things as mirrors. (Walter Benjamin)

A naked man among a multitude who are dressed. (Milena Jesenká)

A mind living in sin with the soul of Abraham. (Erich Heller)

Franz was a saint. (Felice Bauer)

Zadie Smith turns in a very impressive essay on Kafka in the Telegraph.

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Good Things on Other Blogs

The latest literary gossip from local bloggers:

Is Kafka Austrian or Czech? Raman recounts a diplomatic tug of war and writes about Milan Kundera's new book The Curtain (which I was tempted to buy when I slipped into Silverfish yesterday ... such is the power of blog reviews.)

MPH Bookstores blog Redwhitespot has sadly gone under just as it was beginning to get interesting with some of May Lee's posts. I think the name had bad feng-shui and wanted to warn them, as it always made me think of a pimple. (So sorry!) May Lee and Rodney and the rest - if you feel the need for a space to blog, feel free to tumpang a space here.

Talking of MPH though, super-editor Eric Forbes has a nice post which talks about how book reviewers are developing in Malaysia - and I have to agree with him and he ties this to reviews of James Wood's essays which now I have to buy. (Expensive business, reading other book blogs.)

Eli James of Novelr wrestles valiantly with the question of purple prose.

I've not been very good at turning up for events organised by other people, much to my shame. I sincerely apologise to the folks who would like to have seen me there. I'm grateful to those who give me a vicarious glimpse of what went on, including Ted (left) who posted pictures of last months Katasuara at Raja Ahmad's gallery. Jordan Macvay (spelt right!) writes about being part of Bernice's Ceritaku storytelling event.

I've always has a great phobia of dentists, and when I can avoid 'em I do. Deepika had a very special "dentist" take a look at her teeth during a panel discussion which she was moderating at the Galle Literary festival in Sri Lanka: it was none other that Vikram Seth! (See photo right.) In his round up of festival events, Nury Vittachi tells the story :
At one point, he (Vikram) told an entertaining story about a relative who was a one-armed dentist. To illustrate the challenges involved, he put his arm around the head of moderator Deepika Shetty and duly inspected her back molars. ... What the author didn’t know – but many of the rest of us did – was that Singapore journalist Ms Shetty has just completed a lengthy dental treatment which involved carrying around a quarter of a ton of metal in her mouth for more than a year. Thus his good reports about her dentition carried great weight.
Postscript :

Oops. How did I forget to say welcome to the new Kakiseni blog?