What does /lit/ recommend for comfy bedtime reading?
Nothing that takes any effort whatsoever, possibly with pictures.
THE TAO OF POOH BY HOFF. ITS SO MF-ING COMFY NIGGA.
Monte Cristo is too intense to be comfy. Some scenes got my adrenaline pumping, others made me cry.
>“Did you experience your father’s death in your absence? Did you see the woman you loved hold out her hand to your rival, while you were croaking in the depths of the abyss?”
Not a great recipe for making yourself doze off.
Anyway OP, Aesop's fables are cute and short. I'm considering the Arabian Nights; I think that would be an especially fitting bedtime read.
I typically recommend Hunger because that's the on most discussed, but Growth of the Soil is also a good starting place. They're two very different novels, so it just boils down to personal preference.
I'm pretty sure most are translated into English because muh Nobel winner. The ones mentioned in this thread are all worth reading, any further is only if you're a big fan, or have an academic interest.
I never understood bedtime reading. I can't imagine reading when I need to sleep. It would keep me up to find out what happens in the story.
>Did you see the woman you loved hold out her hand to your rival, while you were croaking in the depths of the abyss?
When did he see her do this? I don't remember him seeing her when he was imprisoned.
He didn't; it was a figurative rather than literal question on his part, based on what he learned later. Actually I'm pretty sure he said it to Mercédès herself, when she was telling him that he wasn't the only one who had suffered after he left.
My Education by William S Burroughs.
It isn't like, comfy or easy. BUT it's about dreams and it's really fun to read before you go to sleep because it gets you hyped AF to go to dream land.
it's weird, I remember reading that as a teenager in solitary confinement in a jail. that world absorbed me, but nothing so strong as his encounter with Faria, i was enveloped in that world for two or three weeks, the only other human contact I had was the sound of blacks screeching, and the squeak of the cell door window opening and closing as the turnkey passed. In an odd way, it was one of the greatest times of my life.
That's a great way of looking book at the situation. What were you in for? Solitary for a teenager, that's rough.
I was caught selling drugs, essentially. Books are the only solace in a jail setting. TV is even more inane when surrounded by morons staring at it with you, and if you can manage to blot out the sound of the mouthbreathers, you can find peace. Solitary confinement was an advantage for getting lost in a book. you lose track of time, of everything, all your interests other than those in the book wither away. I even lost my own style of speech, of writing, in exchange for that of the author, and his translator of course. I remember the day another man was brought into the cell, a hood nigga, well versed in ebonics.. he literally couldn't understand me. after about 3 days of him being around, and interrupting me, pulling me away, I spoke as he did. I think that's why the ending was never very strong in my memory. It was spoiled by a nigger.
At least all he managed to ruin was the ending to a book!
I barely lasted the few days I was in for as an adult, I can't imagine weeks as a teenager.
I think a lot of people, including me, sometimes borrow elements from their reading. I used to drink way too much and put on my best Don Quixote.
only two ounces, the problem was the nigger i had driving me and selling my drugs tried to run from the cops in a high speed chase going in excess of 100mph.
actually, he was a pretty buff dude. but jail is a different environment from prison, and this was about as small town jail as you could get, so it wasnt too difficult to manage. rape usually occurs from what i've been told and on one occasion HEARD, when a dominant deviant gets placed in a cell alone with a loudmouth weakling. In prison usually there's a system of gift giving that becomes debt with the threat of violence behind it, which eventually becomes rape. My advice, never take anything from anyone, even if they give it to you, be fairly quiet, but not too quiet that you don't have a couple of "friends", and just mind your own damn business.
I hope you've found better ways to make money now than selling drugs with idiot drivers!
Thank you for the insight into a prisoner's world, I think I'll aim to never have to recall any of your advice, though.
I'd love to read at night but since I am in a dorm and have a roommate, I can't necessarily keep on the light. He can't even sleep with the lamp on. Does anyone have any advice on how I would be able to get some reading time in at night?
Agree with Winnie the Pooh. The Little Prince and Calvino's Cosmocomics might be good too (I listened to a Radiolab reading of The Surface of the Moon before bedtime once and it was really simple and comfy, like a children's fable). The Tao Te Ching / Dao De Jing might be good too, each page is just a short and calm poetry piece, and if you get tired as you go through it's very easy to just finish the poem you're on and save the rest for later (though it's quite short already).