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Are Black authors there yet?
>More here:
https://www.google.com/amp/www.latimes.com/books/jacketcopy/la-et-jc-man-booker-20161025-snap-story,amp.html?client=safari

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What does /lit/ think about this book
>Quran

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Daily reminder that not using a nom de plume is the IRL-version of being a tripfag.

You're not going to be a fucking tripfag, ...are you, Anon?

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How do I make more vivid imagery come into my imagination? All that comes to me are the worst cliches.

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What's up, guys?!

Big Willy Shakes here.

Got some free time so feel free to AMA!

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>have sex with gf
>immediately feel guilty and disgusted by the human body

can you guys recommend me some revolting surrealist horror

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Tell me about the weird visualizations you've had while reading.

When I read Dead Souls I imagined that Tchitchikov looked like pic related just realistic.

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But is it good?

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Do you agree with his views on war?

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Warrior Cats is a pretty grim series. I don't know why they're so against being kittypets. Their existence is just to fight. They raise their kittens to be soldiers, nothing else.

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Let's have a reactionary literature thread.

First question: Is Scruton worth bothering with?

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>"Sam Coll was born in 1989, in Dublin, Ireland. He graduated in English and Art History from Trinity College Dublin in 2011 and later obtained a Masters degree in Anglo-Irish literature, writing his dissertation on Samuel Beckett and sentimentality."

Excerpt from debut novel:

>"He had been dreaming of the cats when the scratching of the dog at his door awoke him. He awoke, by degrees and blearily, to find himself ensconced on his couch, awash with a medley of tins and tang of staling booze, his mobile phone numbly clutched in his porky palm, the metal now wet with the sweat of his clasp, glistening from the slimy balm that fell from every oozing pore all over the skin of his body. For he had fallen asleep in the midst of a message he had been typing, with no small struggle (so fat were his fingers, so tiny the keys), intended for Arsene, which so far read:"

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My whole philosophy on life, is that I don't think people should have a problem with people; they should take issue with the way behavior effects the order of the world around them. People aren't like computers, people are delicate and not based on hierarchies of intelligence and information; we're prone to mistakes and totally lack of judgment. A lot of times there's really no clear right or wrong for anything. That's why I find it so difficult to get along in a world where people basically base their judgments off of the primitive parts of their brain, like fear hatred and disgust; those aren't connected to higher thinking parts of the brain, responsible for things like rational thinking. So when I live in a world where people have problems with other people, just instinctively, not as though there's any reason attached to it; not based on any sort of hierarchy, or really any intelligence at all, but instead based on base emotions; I start to feel paranoid that I'm living in an orwellian sort of society. In a way I am.
Because generally accepted points of view in general aren't based off of reason, they're based off of group think. And people hold judgments based on superficial levels, not based off of any sort of complex means of intelligence. It's like, everyone is goldstein, and everyone is big brother, combined.
Because we can't know what other people are thinking, we can never judge people fairly. If everyone knew exactly what someone else was thinking, all the time, no one would ever hate or judge anyone. That's this core problem that I struggle with every single day, and it's like cataclysmic war inside my head every day, trying to deal with all these issues.

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We met while we were on our holiday. We were staying at the same hostel and it was like love at first sight. When I saw him I was just amazed as if I had discovered a new animal species in a wild life forest. To me he looked like a disney prince. Perfect blend of femininity and masculinity. I think he felt the same for me too.

we were both very attracted to each other. He is an observer type. He must have a perfectly planned out scheme to carry out his thoughts. He is thoughtful and introspective.
At the time I was hanging out with a few other guys and didn't mind receiving attention from them.
One day I found out he moved to another town without a word so I was left alone in the hostel. After some time he showed up in a bar on a Friday. We became friends and he invited to his place on occasions. He never talked about his plans or about himself. If I didn't do the talking and questioning he would just sit silent then ask me if it was okay to go back to his room. I heard from his friend that he had been planning to travel somewhere else in a month time. When he was leaving I decided I didn't want to stay in town without him so I went to travel in Asia. We said goodbye but kept contact. I was the one who was sending him messages all the time. He hardly ever spoke to me first. When I returned home I began to wonder if he forgot me and it was all just one of those holiday romance things. I was emotionally unstable, very anxious. Eventually he blocked me on Facebook (yea I know. tragic)
After four months I flew to his home and saw him again. He seemed very excited because it was meant to be a surprise. Then he told me he would take me around the city. He was calm and almost bored. I felt like I was wasting his time. I felt unattractive, sorry and confused. We went out for another day then it was time for me to go back. After then I kept messaging him once in every two weeks. Then he told me why I was talking to him so often. He told me maybe I wasn't trusting him. This was the last thing we ever said. At the time I just needed to talk and share my life with a person I like. I sent him two of my favourite books through his friend. Nothing was said. It was his birthday about two months ago and I didn't say anything. I became very frustrated and deleted my facebook account which was our only mean of communication.
I don't have any questions. I've been feeling sad the whole time and had to write about it anonymously. Thanks for reading my story

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What do you guys think it takes to appreciate serious fiction? Is it a more of inborn sensitivity for subtle emotions or a skill you learn with life experiences and getting older or just reading a lot and developing a taste? In the "age/favorite novel" thread there a lot of teenagers some of them as young as sixteen who claim to prefer some serious-ass novels. Are those guys posers or what? Can children really "understand" those novels? We were supposed to read War and Peace for my high school lit class but I think most of us just didn't bother. So how did you guys develop a taste for "patrician" literature?