ABSTRACT
Publicity, news items and a few marginal reports are all that is now available to reconstruct the everyday life of those twenty-four hours. The momentous eruption of everyday life into literature should not be overlooked. It might, however, be more exact to say that readers were suddenly made aware of everyday life through the medium of literature or the written word. Time – the time of the narrative, flowing, uninterrupted, slow, full of surprises and sighs, strife and silence, rich, monotonous and varied, tedious and fascinating – is the Heraclitean flux, engulfing and uniting the cosmic and the subjective in its continuity. There are many ways of interpreting what is still known as the ‘new novel’. Everyday life is non-philosophical in relation to philosophy and represents reality in relation to ideality. As a compendium of seemingly unimportant activities and of products and exhibits other than natural, everyday life is more than something that eludes natural, divine and human myths.
