The Body has ratings and 29 reviews. Elizabeth said: Carl told me I’d love this, that it was the perfect time for me to read it. And I did, and it wa. Jenny Boully (born ) is the author of The Book of Beginnings and Endings ( Sarabande Books, ), The Body: An Essay and [one love affair]* (Tarpaulin. The primary text is dead and gone and the subterranean text is full of dead authors: Jenny Boully’s notes collect fragments from literary and.

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Written in the eloquent and often blunt style, obdy fragments were enough to captivate me and leaving me wanting the larger story — if such a story exists.

The Body: An Essay by Jenny Boully

What does it mean to be present and what does it mean to miss something. An Essay Jenny Boully Snippet view – Christian Bok describes Boully’s gr Cultural Writing.

It’s wordy at times. There is also exactly one blank page with no footnotes or text whatsoever, and exactly one blank footnote — these moves felt requisite instead of earned, and smacked of gimmick, as did this footnote, no. For months, we were inseparable in the bathroom, but then, we became brave and decided to look for our holes, and if the spider did in fact come out we would kill it. Jan 02, Vicky rated it it was amazing Shelves: And I did, and jfnny was, though I don’t know that I fully understood or absorbed all of it.


I wanted to see how those things connected, boullu common thread.

Eloquently tongue-tied, sly, sad, full of invitations half-issued and immediately withdrawn. It is written, as I mentioned, through footnotes lacking the text in which those footnotes respond to.

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I want to know her because she wants me to know her so badly but then she plays hard to get and while I love games the game has to be either well played or fresh to get my attention. All the same, how sad and strange that I, Jenny Boully, should be the sign and signifier of a sign, more-over, the sign of a signifier searching for the signified.

There’s a lot of play with language and some playing with ideas.

The Body by Jenny Boully

An Essay by Jenny Boully. What book would have footnotes from such disparate sources?

The idea of an entire essay expressed without the essay is something close to if not sheer brilliance, and it’s also amazing to me just how much Boully trusts the reader to then, in their own minds, replace th I’m completely in love with Jenny Boully.

There are no discussion topics on this book yet. After all, in the editing room, the editor often wields greater control than the director.

These flaws thhe those of a young writer in thrall to her own experimentation. But the daydream is mostly folly; Boully is not concerned with what the text might be doing, but what it is doing.

Jenny Boully

Christian Bok describes Boully’s groundbreaking text as one that “may simply annotate a fantastic biography from another reality, referring only to itself as a kind of dream within a dream The Body demands that we rethink the implications of evocation — what happens when something stands in place of something else, whether that thing be a mentor, a monument, or a missive?


To the last question first: The subject matter ranges wildly: Thus, the majority of each page is blank; the body is missing.

Just what does “the body” of text say? A groundbreaking use of form, described by American poet jeny critic Arielle Greenberg as a “text on absence, love, ontology and identity—minus the text,” the content of The Body is delivered only in footnoteswhile the usual “body” of work is missing.

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Jun 30, M Casteel rated it it was amazing. The experience of time translates itself into language, and language translates itself into distance, which translates itself into longing, which is the realization of time. There is a great sense of disconnect. Elitist and pretentious without being enjoyable. The language was all very beautiful and as poems, these footnotes are wonderful little fragments that can spark a lot of in I read this book jneny a non-fiction genre class this year.