Jason Cowley: “no other art form privileges consciousness and interiority in quite the same way. One can tell fabulous stories through moving images, but how to show thought in film without resorting to the clumsy device of the voice over? How to show in film what Virginia Woolf called the 'quick of the mind'? Only the novel can truly show, from the inside, how it feels to move through space and time, from one day to the next, with contradictory thoughts constantly clashing, over the narrative of a lifetime.”
Article via Prufrock, itself via a PubSub search for 'Zadie Smith' (syndicated on my site). Prufrock's pointer reminded me to buy White Teeth. I saw the miniseries on CBC late at night one night, but only the second half, so I resolved to buy the book and seek out the DVD. Mission accomplished on the book, but I'll wait until I've finished reading it to rent or buy the adaptation.
As if I didn't have enough non-fiction to read, I'm finally getting back on the book-reading horse after spending most of my waking hours reading online materials. Having more time with a plan to cut yet more from my online reading routine—number of sources currently holding at 104—and a larger stack of unread offline books are waiting to welcome me back to mild-mannered bookwormdom. That somebody has declared the return of the novel has made it all the more easy.
