Thursday, November 7, 2013

Aesthetic trofeo (Is the book written beautiful or surprising?) Moral (Acting the characters good o


Reading books is experiencing things you do not experiences themselves. Books can appeal. Books can also instill aversion trofeo (Bonita Avenue by Peter Buwalda). But, even worse, they can also be completely cold (The Man Without Qualities by Musil). And then there is something very wrong with the book. I think I'm arrogant. Of course I also know that it is entirely up to me, but I like the way it is nice to give the book. Debt I've noticed that modern trendy books (Koch, Kluun, Verhoef, Noort etc.) that are almost all readers well found by me almost always be rejected. I can not tolerate that kind of modern books. Those books hurt me. I call them for convenience but cliché-books. There seem to be more and more to come, and that fact makes me very sad.
Apparently there are many questions that should be asked. While reading books Guided by these questions trofeo is then talked about endlessly about literature. Really disgusting. And always that same arrogant posturing and pedantic chatter about personal taste and preference. Adult people can not seem to to judge and condemn. Whether they like it or not. That is unfortunate and sometimes even exceptionally tragic. People want but do not keep their mouths shut. They keep harping on for example, but all those familiar selling books they have so much fun and at times overwhelmed by emotions read. I would like to avoid such discussions and wanted trofeo to live somewhere far in a vast and lonely forest road so the chance that I encounter such people is very small. I get lately besides a growing trofeo dislike of weird and aggressive conformist people with strange and fact free opinions. They can not touch me. I've seen it. For me, the time has come to get away from pulling. To go even really enjoy my life. And I can hardly bear to one another. That may be odd, but it is my truth. For me it is increasingly the case: "L'autre, c'est l'enfer".
Aesthetic trofeo (Is the book written beautiful or surprising?) Moral (Acting the characters good or bad?) Structural (Is it logical book together?) Literary-historical (Does the book for renewal?) Emotional / emotive (Will the book me ?) Realistic (Is the book believable?) Intentional (What's the message?) Stylistic (Is the style and wording very / good?)
Such criticism goes beyond a summary and a value judgment: she analyzes and interprets the book and places it in a broader context. If the focus is placed on the work itself, is called Ergo centric criticism (compare close reading). When the critic is mainly concerned with the person and the ideas of the writer, one speaks of personalist criticism. This is in Dutch literature known as the Form or vent' discussion. "
Exhaustive list above you should consult with articulating your literary criticism. Minimum This is an opinion of "experts" and I just for once agree with them.
But on pronouncing judgments about books I want you, as indeed on all the other critical judgments that you always think you have to decide on a variety of, their content often media-driven, subjects, the following piece of advice:
"If you so require trofeo about anything and want, which is a view make sure at least that you have the necessary knowledge and objective information on the subject of your criticism have collected and understood. I have been now become that stupid aggressive, baseless and strong personal opinions shit so sick that I can be of puke. "
Dear people, trofeo keep in mind that what is written above, by me a clear time-bound and strictly personal atmosphere colored image reflects my often very melancholic, always contrarian and grilgrimmige state of mind which is brought about partly by my light narcissistic character structure. Tomorrow it may be different. Nothing is what it seems. You will be able to place in the causal sequeel your everyday stimuli at any time continuously and strictly mechanically recorded and processed by your dull; however do "healthy" sense. Unsatisfactory Your reality is an illusion though trofeo you there myself, in your usual conceited condescension, of course, a very different opinion. But you do it!!! All this makes me completely cold. I pull my own irrational plan!
In the title, you can not post umlauts. With alt 137 is you thrown out of your weblog. Not user-friendly. It surprises me that still a blogger like my contribution. Da

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