This week’s reading presents two differential texts that are written by the same author. Though the first appear as if prose, yet it is divided into acts which somehow gives the reader a sense of reading a play or better yet a cut script an actor must rehearse  before the play is played in front of an audience. With Soliloquy, Goldsmith records his every word over a period of a week. He records every syllable he utters; everything from ordering food at a deli to a conversation with a cab driver. In this record, we can only see his part of the story only, for his side only is what is included. Personally speaking, the post-script sums it up «if every word spoken in new york city daily were somehow to materialize as a snowflake, each day there would be a blizzard.» That is absolutely true. If each and every word we utter is to transform and materialize into any other form, drops of water per say, we would surely be drowning.

This week’s reading or better still browsing is so different from any other reading assignment i’ve ever done before. The question whether this writer is a poet or a novelist is not an easy one as this writer’s pieces are hard to classify. At one point I did not even feel that those pieces belonged to what we typically call literature. At some points, especially when she was talking about whistling, vibes and sound transmitting processes, I felt like that was more of a scientific interview rather that a piece of literature. yet at the end of it, I felt like it was more of an integration of all types of literatures in one. It, like anything else in our electronically oriented lives, integrates different parts that often overlaps to create a brand new whole.

The second reading, i.e. And by Islands, gave me a totally new experience. This time the stories got more literate and felt belonging to the literature I sort of recognize. Yet the way the words kept changing somehow caused me a headache. The instance i touched on a pic it navigated; giving me a new story with new different details.

Generally speaking, Electronic Literature is interestingly different !

This weeks assigned reading and listening is really illuminating. Throughout the readings I’ve come to realize how different Written Poetry is from Performed one. Performance as witnessed here adds a meaning to the meaning. It allows people to understand better and better yet to get involved in whatever idea being communicated. At first, I got lost trying to figure out the meaning the poet is trying to convey. Several lines later, the task became easier. If there is one idea should be abandoned, it would be the rules of conventional poetry writing; for postmodern poetry is breaking out from the conventional rules of poetry. The idea that language is a myth is so fascinating ! Language is really a thread or a sequences of voices or sounds, yet it carries all the meaning.

Generally speaking, regardless of all the vagueness and obscurity, This weeks reading was a good read.