/lit/ confessions thread.
I write, and publish (under user names created via anonymous emails) fanfiction... a lot of fanfiction.
I unironically enjoy YA lit as an adult
I am consciously avoiding reading DFW and Bolaño for fear of falling under their shadows.
Whenever I embark on the endeavor of reading an author's complete oeuvre, I always buy all of their books readily available to me. Whether or not I actually read all of them is a different matter altogether.
I keep a journal, one which I return to every once in a while, when I feel confessional (I have no close friends, only distant relations); and I keep a notebook—several, actually: two in my room, one in my car, another which reappears chaotically throughout my various emigrations—; although, I hardly think these unremarkable and often-illegible scribbles constitute or constellate an acute, critical and creative mind.
I have slowly been moving farther east in the Southern U.S., from my sunny Cali shores, through the dry tumble and frost-ridden desert, spread-thin across Texas, moored in Nälins, quietly observed Mississippi, before landing in Alabama: I suspect I am subconscious(though, perhaps, now conscious)-ly inching closer to my university crush, who moved to Atlanta after graduation.
I have no hope for success or recognition in this life or the next. What I want is to live a brief and mediocre life, write down exactly what I want to write in exactly the order I want, and maybe teach any offspring I might have how to be decent and caring human beings (because god knows we need a good supply of empathy in this world).
I rarely post in this board because I hate it.
The snobbism combined with stupidity gets on my nerves.
I like to use it to get names of books I haven't heard of, but aside from that, in matter of discussions /lit/ is worse than /b/.
I use flash online games as a form of distraction in order that I can think about the philosophical concepts I'm reading at the moment. It prevents me from seeking distraction with more mind-demanding things, so I can focus on the arguments of the book I'm reading in my head.
I have to listen to audiobooks because the only time I get to read is on the road or exercising.
I feel that people who say that the current literature is not true literature beyond pretentious.
I think that while the Harry Potter series isn't excellent, I feel that it does it's primary job excellently: Tells a nice story.
I've been told I write like DFW, but I've never read any of his works...
I have a "career" as a freelance journalist, writing arts and culture stuff. I use my real name for that.
Under a pseudonym, I write content for roleplaying games.
>/lit/izen practicing cognitive bias
Why am I so unsurprised?
there's nothing this board universally likes though, IJ/DFW is probably the closest it gets so his comment isn't that outlandish. GR/pynchon is a second but there are some vocal haters.
half of this board seems to think joyce is a hack and/or hasn't even read ulysses so that doesn't really count.
That's my point. If this anon is basing what he reads as the opposite of what's universally liked by /lit/ than he must be reading a large amount of garbage, and even worse, depriving himself of classics and essentials.
>IJ/DFW is probably the closest it gets so his comment isn't that outlandish
Not true. DFW gets a considerable amount of flack as opposed to Pynchon, who even when people dislike him can appreciate his writing. The same can't be said about DFW. And most of the vocal Joyce hate comes from people who have barely read into his works, let alone at all.
idk i definitely see more pynchon hate than dfw hate these days
probably true, but regardless, he's not universally acclaimed so he's excluded from the "Anything this board universally likes... well, it's a red flag."
so ultimately that comment can be replaced with "dfw and/or pynchon is a red flag" which isn't -that- crazy a statement. dfw is decidedly mediocre and i can see why pynchon might not appeal
I'm terrified to mention Wallace, Pynchon or Joyce IRL in fear of people knowing I mainly read memecore
I'm on sort of on your second step, I say I've read book I've only read halfway through.
I don't feel bad about having only read three quarters of Gravity's Rainbow, it wasn't that fun to read. I didn't really enjoy The crying of lot 49, it was fine, but there are far funnier and more interesting books than both of them.
GR was better than CoL49 though but too long.
>be grad student
>english education, special education
>stuck teaching middle school English
>take summer school job
>second student teacher, total fat chick but nice
>host teacher, sad fat man who's given up
>he can't even afford new shoes
>he's going to quit
>class of 15 kids
>school is pure ghetto
>have to sit in back and observe other teachers
>two fuckface Scut Farkus kids talking in back
>sit directly behind them
>know they need to pass class to get to high school
>know they are inseparable butt buddies
>listening to conversation
>they are straight roasting the teacher
>they're actually fucking hilarious
>trying to hold back laughter
>"Nice shoes, Versace"
>let out the tiniest snort of a laugh
>both heads immediately snap back
>"Yo Mr. Anon what's so funny"
>"Yo Mr. Anon what's goodie brah"
>row by row kids start looking over
>host teacher notices
>"Yeah, what is so funny, Mr. Anon?"
>shrug, pretend nothing happened
>class back on rails
>teacher chews me out after class
>get a mark on my report, means nothing
>warning is dismissed by university, nbd
>remember it still
>perfect teacher til last day
>make or break
>straight up flunk one of the kids
>one kid is held back
>mfw I use my last check to buy a Versace tie
I often sit up on the roof, reading hunter s Thompson smoking through a holder, drinking wild turkey and wearing these glasses, narrating to my self in his voice.
i dread the idea of someone coming up and catching me
>The only book I regularly read, or even have read in the last few years, is The Silmarillion. I like the style but I'm too ignorant to find another like it.
>The only book I've read that even approaches a piece of classical literature was either The Picture of Dorian Grey, or H.G. Wells' War of the Worlds.
>Despite my woefully inadequate relationship with literature, I still pretend I'm knowledgeable because I read the wiki pages of books I'm interested in.
>I upload poorly-written short stories on Amazon and sell them as ebooks. My family think I'm a success. I don't see them often.
I think... I think I'm okay with this.
I haven't finished a book in a year.
I can't come up with anything original.
I sometimes take stuff from threads and claim it as my own writing because I'm a shallow, incredibly lazy perfectionist.
I don't understand philosophy well, and I feel stupid and less worth because of it, especially when my girlfriend and friends are so into it.
I claim that I write, but I haven't written a single page in almost 3 years.
I steal so many ideas and concepts from stuff I'm currently playing/watching/reading.
I didn't really like Borges.
I steal Tao Lin poetry.
I unironically like Tao Lin.
I read YA Books as well. Do I have shit taste? Yes. But I sure do love my trash.
>Anything this board universally likes
He's divisive as fuck, mate. However, much like any other thing faggots are passionate about (veganism, "rights" and the like) his dickriders are loud and noticeable.
Agreed. It's just so comfortable and cozy. I re-read the Tomorrow series by Marsden about once a year for example, it's like going home to mum's and staying in your old room.
There's honestly nothing wrong with reading YA, until there's some mental conditioning involved leading you to believe that some YA books are the greatest literature every written.
Just read YA in moderation and you'll be fine.
i think aristotle was an absolute hack, i don't think rome produced anything of worth, i think hemingway did nothing of note besides two or three short stories, most 19th century english prose writers I believe are complete trash, i still need a dictionary after two years of ancient greek, i think dfw could think and had discernable talent, and i felt nothing when i read pablo neruda.
also i pretend to not have heard of authors or concepts in real life because i think if i admit to have heard of or read them I will appear pretentious and my friends will stop liking me and they seem to enjoy explaining things to me anyway.