by cheri block
I’m back at it this morning.
“It,” you ask. “What is it?”
It is my evolving definition of the term Kafkaesque. Oh sure, definitions of this adjective abound in all sizes and shapes. As Frederick Karl said [paraphrased] in his interview with Ivana Edwards of the New York Times, ” Kafkaesque is not when you run to the bus station and find that all the buses have left.”
So here is my amalgamation of all I have read on the word Kafkaesque. You grammarians will forgive the stream of consciousness narrative device that I use here.
“Kafkaesque is struggling against a bureaucratic existence which, by its very nature, has been designed (or heavily regulated) to create delay at every corner; that is, to delay action or forward motion or progress which are part of the unrealistic (the surreal if you will) and at times, bizarre (when compared to a reasonable expectation) experience—
The struggle can be manifest in the external mind and life or it can be (more than likely) an internal struggle. In Kafka’s world, often the external struggle exacerbates the internal one or the internal struggle complicates the external one.
In all cases, the person engaged in a struggle with a large indifferent but (at times) sinister force, will lose.”