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Sunset over the mountains - Iceland, March 2024
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Reading Marshlands by André Gide at the moment. Originally published in 1895, it's one of the earliest examples known to me of metafiction. On one level, Marshlands is the story of Tityrus, who has forsaken humankind and lives alone in a tower looking out over flat marshes. On another level, it's the story of an unnamed Parisian litterateur who's writing a book called Marshlands, and who takes any criticism he gets from his high society friends and incorporates it into his work-in-progress.
I had hoped I would enjoy this one, since I'm generally up for metafictional mind games -- Italo Calvino's If on a Winter's Night a Traveler is among my favorite books -- but despite its brevity, I'm finding it a tough go. The unnamed author, whom Gide presumably meant as a parody of himself and his social circle, is deeply unlikeable, and the whole thing feels like an elaborate in-joke that you had to have been a fin de siècle Parisian to get.
In fairness to Gide, parody is tricky. If your subject matter is highly topical, it's likely that any spoof won't age well, since later audiences won't be familiar with what you're spoofing. That said, it can be done. Cold Comfort Farm by Stella Gibbons parodies 1920s and '30s rural English potboilers, a genre now all but forgotten, but does so in such brilliant fashion that it's long outlived its source material. The same can't be said of Marshlands, alas.
Anyway, I certainly intend to finish the book, but it's unlikely to win a permanent place on my bookshelf thereafter. Sorry, Monsieur Gide.
the breaking of twigs
the only sound
imbolc walk in search of the first tiny signs of spring… 🌧️
we found some in the end! 🌱

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Inspired by the new gorillaz video
didnt like how crunchy the last one got so i replaced the wetlands image
(image source: USGS)