I'm starting to remember what frustrated me about William S. Burroughs, and why I stopped reading his stuff. He's an incredible wordsmith--his images are creative, unique, very visual and blunt. But honestly? He's just way to dark for me. His images are ugly...seemingly for ugly's sake, half the time. I'm not saying there's not a place for dark emotions--we all have them, we all feel them, we all need to deal with them and not repress them...but he seems to really wallow. He gets down in the shit and rolls around, and doesn't come up for air. I found him tiring, after a point. Maybe I haven't suffered enough--LOL
As for the experimental writing--I like non-linear writing. It puts some responsibility on the reader to take the disjointed images and create meaning, and actively participate in the writing process. Some of the extreme cases, I thought some experimental writers abdicated their responsibility to actually create anything, but I don't think Burroughs ever went this far. There's still an awful lot there that he created, but what you end up doing with it, is kind of up to the reader.
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