[bksvol-discuss] Re: question about possible incomplete book

  • From: "Amy Goldring Tajalli" <agoldringtajalli@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
  • To: <bksvol-discuss@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
  • Date: Fri, 25 Aug 2006 09:16:28 -0400

Intruder in the Dust is less a mystery than a "how will they do it" story of 2 
teenage boys , one black and one white,  and an 80 year old White lady try to 
prove that an 80 year old (+/-) black man did not murder a younger white man 
when the whole county. or at least the white members, have been hoping to make 
that same black man "act like a nigger" for most of their lives.  It is the who 
and why of that last clause and the why of the white boy that are the central 
point on which the tale pivots and it is through his eyes that we see the 
story.  It is the most accessible of Faulkners novels and yet an understanding 
of it is essential to an appreciation of race relations in Faulkner's South; 
and, possibly the Modern South as well. 

As I am having major problems with the books I am trying to validate, and while 
I have OpenBook and can scan, I may stop pulling my hair out long enough to 
give it a try. Now if I understand the procedure, I should put the book on the 
Wish list but as All of Faulkner's  works not already in Bookshare were in "my" 
eventural wish list, I will start scanning it as soon as possible.  I have the 
modern library edition but it is annotated in ink so unusable.  I wll try to 
get a paperback edition but if I cannot in the next few days I will try to scan 
my first printing hardback without breaking the spine. I will also send a note 
to add it to the wish list if I need to will you tell me if I need to, please. 

re:Punctuation.  That last "need to" is an elliptical phrase which does not 
need ellipses as the "add it to the wish list" is understood. Ellipse and  
ellipsis are both word referring to the omitted text and the punctuation and 
ellipses is the plurral.  I am not just showing off as I had to look up the 
plural and just am sharing  what I read.

an obvious omst. 

----- Original Message ----- 
  From: Estelnalissi 
  To: bksvol-discuss@xxxxxxxxxxxxx 
  Sent: Thursday, August 24, 2006 8:58 PM
  Subject: [bksvol-discuss] Re: question about possible incomplete book

  Dear Laura Ann,

  The sentences at the end of your document match what I know about the way 
Intruder in the Dust ends, though I haven't read it yet. It is so tempting but 
I'm drowning in books. I've been wanting to read that one because it's a 
mystery and quite different from Faulkner's standard, quite depressing, 
formula. Web braille has a Faulkner short mystery as part of a collection 
called Murder and Other Acts of Literature, which has mysteries by E. B. White, 
Alcott, Warton, Kipling and other well known classic writers. 

  Intruder in the Dust is one novel web braille doesn't have, so it will be a 
terrific addition to Bookshare. I've read 4 of his, all pretty defeating, but 
in Intruder in the Dust, Faulkner casts a vote for human dignity.  Go William. 
About time!

  I hope someone grabs it soon while I can still resist it. 

  Always with love,


  "My story is finally out there in the ether, a self-sufficient organism 
beyond my control, changing shape in every new mind that absorbs it."
  From The Night Listener, a novel by
  Armistead Maupin

    ----- Original Message ----- 
    From: Agape Pet Sitting 
    To: bksvol-discuss@xxxxxxxxxxxxx 
    Sent: Thursday, August 24, 2006 8:34 PM
    Subject: [bksvol-discuss] Re: question about possible incomplete book

    here is what is at beginning of book.....


    THE MODERN LIBRARY New YorkCopyright, 1948, By Random House, Inc.
    is published by



    Chapter One

      IT WAS JUST NOON that Sunday morning when the sheriff reached the jail 
with Lucas Beauchamp though the whole town (the whole county too for that 
matter) had known since the night before that Lucas had killed a white man.

      He was there, waiting. He was the first one, standing lounging trying to 
look occupied or at least innocent, under the shed in front of the closed 
blacksmith's shop across the street from the jail where his uncle would be less 
likely to see 

    ((((and here is what is at the end page 248)))
    the fixed blaring of the radios and the blatting creep of the automobile 
horns and all the rest of the whole County's Saturday uproar came up on the 
bright afternoon.
    'Now what?' his uncle said. 'What are you waiting for now?'
    'My receipt,' Lucas said.

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