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I don't know the answer to Soundwave's question so I thought I'd ask my own version of it.
At the age of 17, when I read Saul Bellow's Herzog, I felt a strong sense of identification with its flawed hero Moses E. Herzog. (The name is borrowed from a very minor character - one tiny passing reference - in Joyce's Ulysses, although no one else ever seems to have noticed that.)
I'm sure there've been more since then. Multiple identifications are not only allowed but positively encouraged. (I'll come back with some of my own later.)
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The city is a process which always veers away from the form envisaged and desired, ... whose revenge upon its architects and planners undoes every dream of mastery. It is [also] one of the sites where Dasein is assigned the impossible task of putting right what can never be put right. - Rob Lapsley
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« Reply #1 on: 18:11:03, 08-02-2008 » |
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When I was 17 it was Yossarian from Catch 22. Since then it's probably gone through various Conrad or Greene characters and is now maybe Don Fabrizio in The Leopard.
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Dreams, schemes and themes
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« Reply #2 on: 18:15:43, 08-02-2008 » |
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Oh, I am Catherine Earnshaw from Wuthering Heights! (It's me, it's Cathy, I'm so cold, let me in at your window)
And several in Zola's novels.
A quick change of gender and I also was Augustin in Le Grand Meaulnes by Alain-Fournier. A book which I loved deeply.
Perhaps it's when you are in your teenage years you are most impressionable to literature?
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Reality, sa molesworth 2, is so sordid it makes me shudder
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« Reply #3 on: 18:56:37, 08-02-2008 » |
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Er ... Yorick.  |
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« Reply #4 on: 19:03:35, 08-02-2008 » |
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Ayala in Ayala's Angel ( A. Trollope) She is forever looking for the right man. I am just reading it , I presume she finds him... I darn hope so anyway !  .... A quick edit here.. My mother just read this and said 'She can't possibly find him as you have got him !!' How sweet   A |
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« Reply #5 on: 19:33:59, 08-02-2008 » |
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I'm the big sphere that comes floating through Flatland.
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« Reply #6 on: 20:13:25, 08-02-2008 » |
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 Hmm. This is a hard one. I can think of many novel-characters that I would think are very much ingrained in my mind, but none that I wouldn't personally distance myself from in important respects when it comes to self-identification. Hmm...will have to think this over further I think...
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« Reply #8 on: 20:38:38, 08-02-2008 » |
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I recognise myself in most of George Gissing's novels. But sometimes I'm Roghozin in 'The Idiot'. And, sometimes, I'm Henry Root. |
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« Reply #9 on: 21:50:33, 08-02-2008 » |
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I fear I could be as dilettante and selfish as Harold Skimpole in Bleak House.
There's a bit of me that is Miss Havisham in Great Expectations - dramatizing my sorrows and making myself miserable to have an immense hold over other people. Fortunately I do not have the self-confidence to make a nuisance of myself in that way.
Mr Woodhouse in Emma.
Silas Marner - an embittered outsider who needs to learn to love.
Any Barbara Pym heroine.
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« Reply #10 on: 22:00:43, 08-02-2008 » |
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Peason in Back in The Jug Agane (beardless I look alarmingly like him), John in AS Byatt's Frederica Trilogy rings a bell, Nicholas in Frank Delaney's 'Pearl' by aspiration.
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« Reply #11 on: 22:26:59, 08-02-2008 » |
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Any Barbara Pym heroine.
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« Reply #12 on: 22:28:28, 08-02-2008 » |
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Hmm, I think there may be a mix of Barbara Pym and Anita Brookner female characters in my cauldron. With a touch of Eyore but with a sprinkling of Scarlet O`Hara (tomorrow`s another day!) without the wasp waist and big frocks!
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« Reply #13 on: 22:33:00, 08-02-2008 » |
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Cripes Mort, don't forget to wear a pink carnation if you ever get out !! A  |
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Well, there you are.
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« Reply #14 on: 22:34:29, 08-02-2008 » |
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Anita Brookner....the woman who wrote the same novel at least five times - and got away with it!
I've never read anything of hers for years. What's her current output like?
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