An interesting simile from chapter 15 of White-Jacket:
“I sometimes thought that the junks of lean pork—which were boiled in their own bristles, and looked gaunt and grim, like pickled chins of half-famished, unwashed Cossacks—had something to do with creating the bristling bitterness at times prevailing in our mess. The men tore off the tough hide from their pork, as if they were Indians scalping Christians.”Grim.
What does it say about the novel?
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Meanwhile, I’m reading Arundhati Roy’s The God of Small Things, after giving up on Lewis Carroll’s Sylvie and Bruno.
What are you reading?
Melville was a bit brutal at times... i just wrote a post on "Caught by the Turks" by Francis Yeats-Brown, who's better-known book, "Lives of a Bengal Lancer" was quite popular some years back; i'm reading a couple of detective shorts at the moment, while pondering my next post... you can read it if interested at Mudpuddle Soup on Wordpress...
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