For decades, Raymond Federman has been dazzling readers with his unique brand of “surfiction” – throwing words all over the page and inserting himself into every fiction, often through such zany alter egos as Moinous and Namredef. Now comes the greatest self-referential work of all as Federman spins all manner of tales off various parts of his own body, recounting his childhood in France, adult life in the US, Jewish heritage, and career as a writer, with no effort made to distinguish between fact & fiction, memory & imagination. Previously published in France as Mon corps en neuf parties, Federman's masterpiece is now available for the first time in English, with augmented translation by the author and accompanied by ten photographs by photographer Steve Murez.
Raymond Federman was a French–American novelist and academic, known also for poetry, essays, translations, and criticism. He held positions at the University at Buffalo from 1973 to 1999, when he was appointed Distinguished Emeritus Professor. Federman was a writer in the experimental style, one that sought to deconstruct traditional prose. This type of writing is quite prevalent in his book Double or Nothing, in which the linear narrative of the story has been broken down and restructured so as to be nearly incoherent. Words are also often arranged on pages to resemble images or to suggest repetitious themes.
Partum III of III in my tribute to 2013 : The Year in Reading
OR;
My 2013 in (more than) NINE Parts*
2013 was a good year for readers ; publications by some of our best living writers. The beginning of the BURIED Book Club nearly over-loaded this reader with scores of dusty old moldy books I had known nothing about. Here’s a few of my statistics ::
Total books read :: 109
Total pages read :: Thirty=Five;thousandThree=Hundred;Sixty=Five
Books by R.A.Y.M.O.N.D. F.E.D.E.R.M.A.N. :: Seven (7)
By Barth :: 3
By Coover (& about) :: 14
By Vollmann (& about) :: eight
By Theroux :: Five.
By Gaddis :: Four
By Gass :: six
Books by women :: Fifteen
Books knot=novel or novel=like (nor Essay) [in other words, drama=poetry=shortstory=whathaveyou] :: almost Twenty depending on the numeration methodology.
Books pub’d=prior to 1900 :: Five
Books in TRANS=lation :: 18
Books kNOT in English :: .3.
Good=authors :: TWO [Dice, Sarki]
2013 Seppuku books read (of 38) :: Twenty
Long................est book :: Rising Up and Rising Down ; 3298 pages.
Shrtst “book” :: “Two” pages.
Big Bottom, Big Book reading :: 2/6 of Gibbon ; 2/6 of Proust ; 7/7 RURD.
Reviews with Kitty Pics :: One.
Most popular (EYE=EE, most overRated) book :: The Great Gatsby, w/ one million three hundred fifty-one thousand one hundred thirty-six ratings -- That number was several weeks ago ;; 58,158 ratings have happened since. I think the Gatsby must be that kind of pile of shit under=which genius novels get BURIED. Damn him!
My most pop=U=l’air Review of 2013 :: Take It Or Leave It w/ 57 Like’s!!!!
M=yleast pop=U=liar Review of 2013 (for which something in the technical sense is sorta review-ish) :: The Gass issue of RCF -; which is a shame because the gist of it is : Should there exist an issue of The Review of Contemporary Fiction which features one of your favored authors, please read it. FIVE Honorable Mentions with TWO (.2.) votes each :: :; A Political Fable ; Winnie ille Pu ; The Great Gatsby ; The Colorist ; A Heaven of Others.
Most comment’d upon :: Take It Or Leave It.
Least Rate’d book [for which mine is the sole (non)rating] :: a SECHS=way TIE : Robert Coover and the Generosity of the Page ; William T. Vollmann: An Annotated Bibliography ; Hair O’ The Chine: A Documentary Film Script ; Dr. Chen’s Amazing Adventure ; Die drei kleinen Schweinchen und der böse Wolf ; The Prince and the Wild Geese ;.
Books with fewer than C ratings :: 65 --; 59.6%.
Books with more than M ratings :: 14 --; 12.8%.
Books with CCCCCC+ pages :: 15
Books with < CC pages :: 43
Books purchasse’d :: Yes.
Best Book :: Rising Up and Rising Down
Biggest Embarrassment -- not getting beyond v.II of Gibbon.
Biggest Disappointment :: not finishing Daitch’s novel.
# of Friends and Followers gained :: Too many, gives me the howling fantods.
* This little book by everyone’s favorite BURIED French/American is excellent. It is excellent in that kind of way which ought lead you to write your own book about your own nine body parts. Also, I have this to say ; there exists a class of readers for whom it is ineluctably necessary that they gain the impression from reading a book that they’d like to hang out with its author because the author is just so awesome, so totally human, sitting there on the page == RAYMOND FEDERMAN is that author for you.
Everyone reads the first two books; hey, they’re on ‘The List.’ Everyone knows you gotta read Washington. At the risk of sounding like an asshole, I very humbly recommend not to stop there with Moinous. You’ll be forfeiting the luxury and privilege of active participation with a writer consciously shedding former selves to reveal the incredibly human yarn-spinner whose corpus is, largely, of a piece all along. It’s akin to watching a flower grow from a full bloom to a seed. This? A fantastic book.
Erschreckend französisch. Ein lustiges Büchlein. Zehen können Persönlichkeiten haben. Erlebnistiefe ist jede Übung wert, mehr teilzunehmen an der Merkwürdigkeit des Alltags. Ansonsten: Very rambling, aber Federman weiß das wohl.