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The Sun Also Rises I cannot express to you how glad I amthat I am taking this class. I am thoroughly enjoyingHemingway. The Sun Also Rises is one of the best booksIve read in quite a long time. For a era there, I was, forGod jockeys what reason, taking Physics and Chemistry andBiology. It is re solelyy an adventure to be back with books andwords and reading. I am also amazed that I never couldread more of Him when it wasnt an assignment. And how isit that when I am told to write "a 3-5 page essay" I can onlycome through with two-and-a-half, just a "one-pageresponse" always wants to be twenty pages long? I finishedreading SAR around ten oclock tonight. I could have takenit all in one big gulp when I began a week ago, but I couldntdo that. It wanted me to bring it out slowly, so I often foundmyself reading five or ten pages and laying it aside to absorbwithout engulfing. A man gets used to reading Star Wars and pulp magazine fiction and New York Times Bestsellers an d forgetswhat literature is until it slaps him in the face. This book was written, not churned out or word-processed. Again, Ithoroughly enjoyed reading. I never noticed it until it wasbrought up in class, maybe because it wasnt a point for mein In Our Time, but He doesnt often enough creditquotations with, ",he said," or, ",said Brett," or, ",Billreplied." In SAR it stood and called attention to itself. Iwasnt curiously bothered by His not telling me who saidwhat, but it was very...pointed. I first noticed around thehundredth page or so. Then I realized I couldnt keep trackof who was speaking. By not dwelling on it, though, sort of(hate to say this) accepting it, I managed to assign speech towhomever I felt was speaking. Gradually I came to enjoy it,in another plane of reading, figuring out from whom wordswere originating. To not notice it, as if it were one of those plaguey 3-D posters that you cant see until you make aconcerted effort not to try and see, became simple - muchlike those 3-D pictures are once you know what not to lookfor. (I abhor ending sentences with prepositions...) His nottelling was heightening to the story. It made things comeeven more alive. As a conversation that youre tryout at anearby table in a restaurant, the exchanges flowed, with meas a more passive reader than in a story written to be read