XERXES



 


That's not me.  (I'm over here.)  It's Xerxes in her best Sunday dress.
This week she has been reading Mervyn Peake's Titus Groan.
 
 
She will work her way through the thousand pages or so that make up the three
Gormenghast novels over the next few weeks.  This first installment introduces us to a remarkable
Castle which both houses a marvelous collection of souls and is all by itself a wonderful character.
 
 
"Titus watched Keda's face with his violet eyes, his grotesque little features modified by the
dull light at the corner of the passage.  There was the history of man in his face.  A fragment from
the enormous rock of mankind.  A leaf from the forest of man's passion and man's knowledge and
man's pain.  That was the ancientness of Titus.  Nannie's head was old with lines and sunken skin,
with the red rims of her eyes and the puckers of her mouth.  A vacant anatomical ancientry. 
Keda's oldness was the work of fate, alchemy.  An occult agedness.  A transparent darkness.
  A broken and mysterious grove.  A tragedy, a glory, a decay."
 
 
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Any comments you might have for Xerxes
can be sent to Hud[dot]Hudson[at]wwu[dot]edu.
I will see to it that she receives them.

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Last week Xerxes was reading Walter de la Mare's The Three Royal Monkeys
The week before Xerxes was reading John Collier's His Monkey Wife
The week before Xerxes was reading Lois Lowry's The Giver
The week before Xerxes was reading Rudyard Kipling's Mandalay
The week before Xerxes was reading Ralph Helfer's Modoc
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The week before Xerxes was reading Michael Phillips's George MacDonald - A Biography
The week before Xerxes was reading Christopher Moore's The Stupidest Angel
The week before Xerxes was reading Gordon Lightfoot's Minstrel of the Dawn
The week before Xerxes was reading Sun Tzu's The Art of War
The week before Xerxes was reading Robert Graves's I Claudius
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The week before Xerxes was reading Matthew Scully's Dominion
The week before Xerxes was reading Oscar Wilde's The Picture of Dorian Gray
The week before Xerxes was reading the Prologue in Heaven from Goethe's Faust
The week before Xerxes was reading Christina Rossetti's Goblin Market