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As I Lay Dying

William Faulkner

Paperback | Pages: 288 pages

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Original Title:	As I Lay Dying
ISBN:	067973225X (ISBN13: 9780679732259)
Edition Language:	English
Characters:	Cash Bundren, Anse Bundren, Addie Bundren, Darl Bundren, Jewel Bundren, Dewey Dell, Vardaman Bundren, Vernon Tull, Cora Tull, Peabody
Setting:	Mississippi(United States) United States of America Yoknapatawpha County, Mississippi(United States)

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As I Lay Dying is Faulkner’s harrowing account of the Bundren family’s odyssey across the Mississippi countryside to bury Addie, their wife and mother. Narrated in turn by each of the family members -- including Addie herself -- as well as others; the novel ranges in mood, from dark comedy to the deepest pathos. Considered one of the most influential novels in American fiction in structure, style, and drama, As I Lay Dying is a true 20th-century classic. This edition reproduces the corrected text of As I Lay Dying as established in 1985 by Noel Polk.

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Title	:	As I Lay Dying
Author	:	William Faulkner
Book Format	:	Paperback
Book Edition	:	First Edition
Pages	:	Pages: 288 pages
Published	:	January 30th 1991 by Vintage (first published 1930)
Categories	:	Fiction. Short Stories. Science Fiction. Classics

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I know you're "supposed to" love this book because it's Faulker, but I HATED IT! I know you're "cool" and "intelligent" if you read Faulkner, but I can't stand him. Sorry, I don't know what he's talking about (and at the risk of sounding immodest, I am bright). I DON'T think it's cool and "hip" to write in a confusing manner, and I don't try to impress others by liking ambiguity. I had my fill in college with snobs who pretended to like this stuff. Sorry I sound harsh here (I'm really a nice

Written in the stream-of-consciousness mode, As I Lay Dying charts the odyssey of the impoverished Bundren family as its feuding members trek across the wilderness of the rural South toward their countys capital, where they intend to bury the rotting corpse of the familys matriarch. The narrative jumps from perspective to perspective, and each characters voice is highly stylized, from the second eldest sons ornate meditations on life and death to the youngest childs simplistic despair over the

Aside from the fact that the title is taken from a line in "Agamemnon" (which makes it already unbearably cool) this is a breathtaking book. It took me about four chapters to get used to Faulker's style of writing- the dialects, the chapters each being from another character's perspective, his way of having no narration so you have to figure out what is going on from the half-conversations the characters have themselves... but god, once I adjusted, I was completely floored. This is a beautiful,

Right, now I see why so many of my American Goodreads friends love Faulkner. The characters and setting are weirdly close to what I expected - people who could have been caricature rednecks, in, to quote a recent left article about Ulysses, 'a democratic and humanistic novel where the everyday is elevated to the level of epic. It valorises the ordinary, giving minor characters an interior monologue' - including characters who are unlikeable and who make decisions that do them no favours. But the

I'm no copyright lawyer, but it seems like Faulkner's estate could have sued the hell out of the makers of National Lampoon's Vacation. There is the obvious corpse-carting similarity, but I can almost hear the familiar refrain of Lindsey Buckingham's "Holiday Road" bleed into the scene of the Bundren's fateful river crossing. (Pre)DMCA violations were definitely afoot, at least in spirit.This is the book for those who find Faulkner's other well known works to be intimidating. As I Lay Dying

The quilt is drawn up to her chin, hot as it is, with only her two hands and her face outside. She is propped on the pillow, with her head raised so she can see out the window, and we can hear him every time he takes up the adze or the saw. If we were deaf we could almost watch her face and hear him, see him. Her face is wasted away so that the bones draw just under the skin in white lines. Her eyes are like two candles when you watch them gutter down into the sockets of iron candle-sticks. But

Many of us slogged through this unofficial My First Faulkner in high school, and probably all any of us remember from it is Vardaman's line, "My mother is a fish," which our teachers used to teach us about Foreshadowing. For many of us this would be My Last Faulkner too because we learned mostly that Faulkner is a fucking pain in the ass. At least it's less confusing than The Sound & The Fury, although that's sortof like saying a given animal is less dangerous than a bear strapped to a