Where have I been....
I am in no way new to loving literature, quite the opposite actually. Recently, a friend recommended Palahniuk to me and it was, what I presume, to be the beginning of the end. I don't know if I'll ever be able to go back to any lesser intense works.
Rant was my first choice, and 2 days into the book, I found myself completely engrossed and sad that I'd finished the book. I've got to get my hands on another...
...then I want to see him when he comes to Portsmouth.
What an incredible thing it must be to entertain the likes of a literary genius that is still among us.
I'm gonna like it here.