Mmm... Poncy...

Nothing like post-modern, contemporary Canadian literature for a big dose of ponciness, both reading and writing about it. Re-reading In the Skin of a Lion for my essay. I'm happy to report that I have finished the section on Noise (see previous post) and am happily writing about exile as a catharsis after the loss of a loved one (also known as wallowing). My favourite lines:

- I fell in love with a guy named Stump Jones when I was sixteen.
- Stump!
- There was a problem with the name.
- I'll say.

Apologies to all the Stump Joneses out there and all those who like poncy post-modern, contemporary Canadian literature. Contact Mr. Ondaatje with any complaints because I don't give a crap. Have a nice day, guv'na!