Yep, I said The Sound and Furry. The blog should not be confused with William Faulkner’s The Sound and the Fury.
Why The Sound and Furry?
In the Tomorrow soliloquy from Shakespeare’s Macbeth, the main character reflects on the boredom and monotony of life. The soliloquy is sad, and to be honest, more than a little depressing. He said:
Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
Shakespeare also famously asked what’s in a name? Although a rose by any other name might smell as sweet.
For me, I just liked the play on words: The Sound and Furry.
And the name fit the vibe I was going for. It’s as simple as that.
I don’t intend this blog to be sad or depressing. And I only aim to signify my love of cats, writing and whatever absurdities of life venture into this corner of the internet that amuse me.
Please don’t confuse us with any other of Shakespeare’s lines and soliloquies.
Thanks for coming. Take a seat. And if you like what you see, please follow.
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***The The Sound and the Fury by Faulkner is judged by many to be a masterpiece. I don’t intend any reference to that book other than the play on the title. Was it his masterpiece? You be the judge. Check out his book here.
