June 30, 2010

15. A Ragged Masterpiece

When trying to read James Joyce's Ulysses on a small green in the Old Town of Tallinn early evening today, I accidentally spilled some water on the book's fragile pages. I try to keep the things I own in good condition, so I was quite devastated about the fact that the book once similar to a perfect piece of marble brick had just lost its visual virginity. It was, however, quite soon after that when it occurred to me that if there is a book that, instead of having to be preserved in its original condition, should actually contain numerous glosses and underlinings and, indeed, have food and liquid stains as illustrations, no other piece of literature would be more befitting to this title than the scandalous Ulysses, a novel so often labeled as "dirty, blasphemous and unreadable", one of the greatest achievements of the Western literature.

June 24, 2010

14. Username: mistress2

     - If I had another man, I would cheat on him all the time, a voice said assertively.
     No objection, no disgust. No surprise.
     - I really would, it confirmed with growing displeasure. Cheat on him, I mean.
     Cheat, cheat, cheat...
     An ongoing chatter. A slanting woodpile. Three figures on top if it. Air thick with mosquitoes. The evening of St. John's Day. AD 2010.
     - Really, I would.
     Cheat, she means. On another man.
     With another man.
     A girl who is not even a decade old.