If Literary Classics Were Episodes of Jerry Springer (Book Riot)

Head over to Book Riot to take this fun (and challenging!) quiz re-imagining classic novels as dialogue on Jerry Springer. Guess which book is depicted within six examples; each reads like a scandal-ridden summary of one of world literature’s best-loved classics.

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Quote of the Week

I told Terry I was leaving. She had been thinking about it all night and was resigned to it. Emotionlessly she kissed me in the vineyard and walked off down the row. We turned at a dozen paces, for love is a duel, and looked at each other for the last time.

-Jack Kerouac, On the Road

The Word Counts of Famous and Infamous Books (Electric Literature)

Check out this detailed infographic by Electric Literature for a multitude of interesting facts about the word count and publishing history of many popular reads and literary classics:


I must admit that when I saw the word count for War and Peace (561,304), I grimaced like a dude getting hit in the crotch. Why couldn’t I develop a passion for reading haikus? Or, I don’t know, creating “art” that is really just vacuum cleaners in a glass case?

#88 The Stranger, Albert Camus

Albert Camus was one of many 19th- and 20th-century authors who subscribed to an atypical life philosophy. Since the rest of us are too busy conforming to think for ourselves, these authors helpfully illustrated their theories in the form of weird and boring novels.

The Stranger (L’Etranger in French) embodies Camus’ not-so-boring view that the human tendency to search for meaning in life—which, he contends, has no meaning—is absurd. His “Absurdist” school of thought is reflected in both the narrator and plot of The Stranger.

Meursault, the Algerian/French narrator, is an unlikely protagonist by the usual standards. He doesn’t wield a bow and arrow or wow us with his brains. He’s not even really, really, really, ridiculous good-looking.

Instead, Meursault is defined by his apathy and passivity, appearing wholly devoid of emotionby chance or by choice. He betrays no reaction at any point in the story: not when his neighbor beats his dog, not when his other neighbor beats his girlfriend, not when his own girlfriend proposes marriage, not when he kills an Arab man on a beach, and not even when he is sentenced to death by guillotine.

Cuz, you know. *SHRUG*

And he’s not even the strangest character in the book. There’s nothing so unhelpful as a string of weirdos coming to your defense when you’re accused of murder (and totally guilty). Unless it’s the prosecutor in your trial concluding that you have no soul.

Camus’ intent was not to depict a nihilistic character—merely an irrational one, inhabiting an irrational world. Meursault’s actions don’t make sense, just as existence doesn’t make sense. In the most memorable moment of the novel, Meursault senses that his own lawyer is uncomfortable around him and describes his wish

to assure him that I was just like everyone else, exactly like everyone else.

(J’avais le désir de lui affirmer que j’étais comme tout le monde, absolument comme tout le monde.)

I’m pretty sure that’s what Marilyn Manson said, right after he started collecting African masks made of human skin.

Is It One of the Greatest Books of All time?

I find it challenging to care about a story when even the narrator doesn’t. Viewed as a long philosophical essay (instead of a short novel), though, I could manage more praise.

Favorite Quotes:

Un moment après, elle m’a demandé si je l’aimais. Je lui ai répondu que cela ne voulait rien dire, mais qu’il me semblait que non.

Toute la question, encore une fois, était de tuer le temps. J’ai fini par ne plus m’ennuyer du tout à partir de l’instant où j’ai appris à me souvenir.

Je tenais cette vérité autant qu’elle me tenait.

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