Status Updates From Pale Fire

Slow going on Pale Fire the past few days because I wanted to really engage with the titular poem. The cantos all come together into something poignant, personal, frequently beautiful, and occasionally funny. I think that Nabokov didn't have to work so hard for this book to work, but it's all the better for it. Some bits have me dreading Kinbote's commentary, and some have me excited for a laugh.

Dude Kimbote fucking SUCKS.

Reread Canto One and read Canto Two. Canto Two suddenly has me dreading reading that f---er Kinbote's commentary on it