It's November and I'm reading
Disgusting bad. A filthy book for the sake of being filthy. Like a poor mans early Iain Banks. I wish I never read it.
I have this wartime* copy of To Have And Have Not that I was given for my birthday some years ago but have never read. It's pretty delicate but I finally got into it last night. Two pages in: "Oh, this is a movie!"** Which I'd somehow neglected to comprehend before.
Though I still want to read it - book and film diverge wildly after the first act - this realization of personal obliviousness has dampened that want considerably.
* Copyright page reads 1939, but notice on colophon indicates that book, though complete and unexpurgated, meets wartime paper rationing requirements.
** Movie is really good and gives us Lauren Bacall but ultimately comes-off as a lesser Casablanca due to similarities in plot, casting, etc.
This is why we can't have nice things.
Crome Yellow by Aldous Huxley.
So I stayed up late and read Cows last night because I got curious.
First of all - ew, gross.
Second of all - I've read a lot of Edward Lee, so I've read a lot of ew, gross.
So much of the weird shit (heh) was unnecessary to illustrate the point the author was trying to convey. I feel like he got lazy and just added a bunch of shocking and disgusting filler instead of putting forth the effort to develop a meaningful story.
I did laugh out loud at one point where Steven is talking to one of the cows and he (Steven) says, "bullshit" and the cow says, "Is that a joke?!?!?". teehee
At least you have that. He loves you. 11 years means a lot.
I loved Fernando Pessoa's book of poems.
I just finished Broken Piano for President it was pretty awesome.
I'm now focusing on Dove.
I'm reading Dead Until Dark, I like it more than Anne Rice, it doesn't have that tone Anne Rice has, it doesn't think it's smarter than it is. But sigh. I've already seen True Blood, it's not what I want to read.
Got some Victorian literature to get through for next year, read some of them already so that's good, but they are much better than the dirge I've been forced to read this year. Going to hammer through them on my four weeks off and then hopefully I'll have some lovely free time to read whatever I want afterwards!
Dead Until Dark doesn't think it's smarter than anything!
This is why we can't have nice things.
Haha you're right, sometimes Sookie describes everything she does getting ready for bed, it's nonsense.
I got about a page and a half into it and decided I would stick to True Blood.
This is why we can't have nice things.
I love the Sookie Stackhouse books. Sometimes all I want is silly nonsense to read.
It's sort of like splatterpunk/hardcore horror if the writing were exquisite.
One Hundred Years of Vicissitude!
Yeah I really don't mind this book as much. It's harder going just because I've seen True Blood and so know what happens.
No thread of mine gets spammed, moron.
I want to take technology advantage of new technology because study is rough, tell me more.
what spam?
There was a spam post about taking advantage of the new technology blah blah.
She's teasing.
This is why we can't have nice things.




I was thinking the same exact thing.