I was never much of a reader in high school or college even. I detested the "mandatory reading list" and didn't bother to read most of the books until I was "free" to do so, if that makes sense. Being the casual I am I bought this book last week and I really enjoyed the main character's descend into madness. I also liked how there was no sad backstory to somehow excuse his behavior, which seems mandatory in television shows and movies.
Tl;dr I'd like to read more books about "bad" people losing themselves.
I think you'd benefit from reading an analysis of the book. See what you caught onto and what you didn't. Then read your next book with a relaxed but keener eye.
>>8419665
Are you saying I should've been more fascinated by how the writer tried to show how obsessed people were with buying stuff? Please elaborate. You can yell at me. I want to learn.
>>8419696
No not necessarily. I can't really know what you extracted from the book but if you're just getting into reading it's good advice. Just mull over any book you read a little you know. See other opinions.
I'm horribly afraid of being called pretentious.
How do I get over this?
embrace it
Do you know who cares too much about the opinions of other people? Pretenders. Just do your thing man.
You don't be ashamed of doing whatever you like doing that people may call prwtentios.
Lots of people are just revolted by attempted displays of intelligence or earnest passion for creativity; they're just scared of being called pretentious or failures and so never try themselves.
Which one? I can only get one and the complete works are expensive. Does the reader miss some good poems?
C O L L E C T E D P O E M S
>>8419614
This is the patrician's choice
>>8419640
that looks great anon, thank you. My problem is deciding between more poems or less poems with plays and prose.
Discuss.
looked up to the alien at first because he was badass and intelligent and compassionate
then he turned full retard with his little nudist cult
p gud muh human condishun :^)
>>8419610
I know, right?
>>8419620
yeah, early into the book I was like
>I'm going to strive to be a better person and become more disciplined.
It was truly an unexpected turn in the story
What is this? I got about 550 pages in, and I can't follow it, because I don't care about anything that is going on. Why is this considered a masterpiece?
>>8419572
Because you're a retard.
>>8419572
In the early 20th century people were very preoccupied with being complete shitheads in the artistic world so we have stuff like this.
ITT: Books that are funny or teach about humour
I find Don Quixote funny as fuck
Can humour be taught?
Does anyone know where I could get a big zip file or something for an artists entire work? I looked on slsk for this painter, but, they don't always have everything.
Question: Is descriptive prose redundant in the 22nd century.
A generation raised on visual media has seen all the wonders of the earth by their own eyes - what use have they in the 22nd century for descriptive prose.
A revolution in the written media then - as an inwardly focused, selfish generation begin to connect with one another the concepts and language they wish to communicate become more essential, more intimate.
Now the omniscience. instead of without, is, in fact, within - once you were the landscape, and you were once the cooling breeze, as well as the soft rain.
No, words are simply a reminder, if you have the sentiment-stock, of the life experience. As you grow older and experience more, you have sentiment-stock you might be unaware of.
All it takes is a composition of words to draw a sentiment and twist it into something sweet - for what's a summers day on the moon?
So 22nd century would want not to become the landscape, or for the landscape to become them - they will detest allegory as a deceptive veil.
They rather would be aching for unity, they reach to have their souls touched - it shall be the language not of the world but of the soul.
The architects believe we shall live vicariously through our surroundings, minimized by the industrial scale - with iron brains for cogs.
Rather they shall find the palaces within, and the palace begins with the refinement of the word so that external allegory, paradoxical, brutish, decaying, is not fitting for comparison.
>selfish generation begin to connect with one another the concepts and language they wish to communicate become more essential, more intimate.
If our descriptions shrink it will only be because our attention span shrinks.
Diction is for accuracy in conveying a certain feeling and experience. Patient readers know that a drawn-out description is probably necessary to describe a very particular experience that would simply be impossible in only a few short phrases.
I think you're correct in that authors may easily be able to refer to a specific feeling if it is prominent in a culture, but there is a limit to what building blocks we already possess.
If you're talking more on an abstract scale, I think music is already our most minimal medium for drawing a sentiment. Though even in that department we continue to limit the medium with our ever-shrinking attention span.
>>8419694
from an evolutionary standpoint, you cannot communicate with a reader if they haven't already experienced what it is that is being communicated. Then whats the point? A writer putting finger puppets on your soul and enacting a punch and Judy, for what reason other than to converse the souls. When reading, a feeling is not created or imagined; it is simply remembered, and the reader makes a connect.
A writer could describe an abstract dream place by building blocks of language, using common objects or shapes; say, 4 cubes stand each 2 meters by another emanating moons, the lining of the outer cube is blinding chrome and the moons are a pale green.
And you could imagine 4 cubes, with chrome frames and 4 green moons. But what's the point unless it mean anything unless the reader becomes those 4 moons or knows the meaning of a moon in relation to them. Unless they know intrinsically the significance of 4 moons.
There is a universal language that is spoken by some but heard by little.
You say patience, who has patience anymore? Humanity longs to kill patience; all creations are to appease the single moment. Nobody invents slower ways of doing things.
I say, in the future they won't be dreaming in books but living in books! Yes, the book become like as if a drug, but not with these words of the world.
Music is a perfect example! People don't want a concertio, they want to connect, and they don't connect by appreciating Mozart but by unifying - all communication is to unify. We argue ultimately not because we want to be right but because we want to to come together. The selfish one does not realize that though because they are selfish.
The word draws ribbons in the soul, yes, but there is one soul, and one true word. And the word of the soul cannot be the word of the world, for here is consistent death!
Good books and/or series that started awesome but got weak.
>Enders Game 2: Speaker for the Dead.
First book. was the ultimate military novel. This was interesting, with it's Christian themes and stuff, but I literally had to stop reading near the end because everyone's just whining about the Truth, and how the Truth hurts us, but no it was secrets that hurt us, but you had no right to speak the truth, because it's a secret.
>Prey by Michael Chrichton
It builds up a shitton of mystery and is super enticing, but once you start to learn what's actually happening, the book becomes a super fuckin' tedious exposition dump. It's basically like every shitty episodic whodunnit TV show.
pic not related.
>where we're going we don't need roads
>>8419548
I would say the Bible.
>very cool creation myth
>creeping things that creepeth
And then there's like a list of names for a few dozen pages
>>8419587
You talkin' about the movies or the books?
I never read the Back to the Future books, but the movie sequels were GOAT.
The first movie taken on it's own actually feels kind of brief and rushed, if you don't think of it as the first part in a trilogy.
The epic BTTF theme in the driving to the lightning scene is also kind of contrived excitement, that I only noticed the first time I saw the first movie without planning on watching the sequels afterwards.
What does /lit/ think of Ezra Pound?
>>8419480
mediocre. The reason poetry sucks so much these days.
>>8419480
Love him
Great poetry died with Pound
So my MILFy neighbor just got her book published. Wanted to share it with you guys. Also does anyone have any experience with local writers?
Maybe we can all share our stories here.
looks le kwerky. i like it.
>>8419487
Yeah I hope she makes it big. How neat would that be?
>>8419474
bump4her
Hey /lit/,
I'm snooping around the apartment of a hipster girl I'm dating, and I'm wondering if she's patrician. I found small book/CD collections, and here's what she has:
> books
Robert Louis Stevenson - Kidnapped
James Joyce - A Portrait of the Artist As a Young Man
Stefan Zweig - Beware of Pity
Koushun Takami - Battle Royale
Joseph Campbell - The Hero With a Thousand Faces
Walker Hamilton - All the Little Animals
William Gibson - Count Zero
Haruki Murakami - Kafka On the Shore
Neal Stephenson - The Diamond Age
Stefan Zweig - The Collected Novellas
Ovid - Amores I
Haruki Murakami - 1Q84
> CDs
Knapsack - Day Three of My New Life
Jawbreaker - 24 Hour Revenge Therapy
Brian Eno - Here Come the Warm Jets
Television - Marquee Moon
Fugazi - Red Medicine
Sunny Day Real Estate - Diary
The Jesus and Mary Chain - Psychocandy
The Wedding Present - Seamonsters
thoughts are very appreciated
>>8419439
her music taste > her lit taste but both are passable at best
Murakami is shit, but otherwise she has good taste in books. The fact that she's got Ovid there should tell you that she's a keeper.
yep OP has pretty good taste
Oh hey what's up /lit/? I've had something on my mind recently and thought 'You know what? Who are the best bunch of people to ask when you've got a niggle in your brain? That's right. /lit/!'
The question I want to ask is : How right is /pol/ about everything?
They are mostly right about the problems but absolutely delusional about solutions.
>>8419427
They're right about a lot of what they say about Leftists. They're wrong about the Jews, they're wrong about Nationalism in the 21st century and they're wrong about racism. Not that I'm not racist, I just think it's a lot more complicated than ridiculous notions of 'black' and 'white'/
Neo-reaction in general is a bit tedious
>>8419514
For a moment I thought you weren't racist there. Phew.
I never read a book in my life because I never sent to school. Some people don't have the same luck as you snobs
>>8419413
lmao shut up idiot
Looks like you know how to read?
>>8419419
Yea I at least have adopted parents
How do melancholy anons find the motivation to write? I go through these bouts of depression and can't seem to get any work done. I sit down to write and the words feel jagged like they just won't fit together. Any tips?
And melancholy or not, what has been your experience with how your day to day emotional ups and downs affect your writing?
>>8419407
I don't
>>8419407
What has worked for me is just to sit and try to get work done anyway. Even if it feels awkward and forced. Eventually the feeling goes away and the fog lifts. In order to beat lethargy you just need to be active.
>>8419407
By crawling out of your mangina long enough to get shit done.
poetry critique thread, is this where i put this?
i feared all i was to be was the guy you dont take seriously
i tried to hide it all behind petty jokes
that always failed to impress you folks
now to some im just that guy that smokes
with failed dreams and high hopes
but no real ambition cause i failed the high school mission
due to shit tuition and by my own admititon a lack of motivation
but enough with excuses and explaining the causation
enough with that nerdy kid who needs an ego deflation
through a summer transformation and some social adaptation
i gained the tools to understand the way the world works
opening my eyes hurt
but living in ignorance was worse
then when id lost hope, my faith in the dirt
i saw your face, to me your beauty was a curse
reached out, exposed my weakness
came in to my life and you cleaned up the mess
of my thoughts, my doubts, my feelings
then when i felt my mental wounds healing
you started pushing drama
destroying what we'd built
i did believe in karma
but you feel no guilt
so i felt
but am i right?
who knows, you might
it all came crumbling
faster than i could tell
but there's no point mumbling
i hope you're doing well
you know ill never forget the way that i fell
in love
with you
it really did feel true
i really had no clue
what
went wrong
maybe it was me all along
or was it you
resentment for what you put me though
sitting alone in the dark feeling blue
i tried to hide it, hoped no one knew
viewing memories with that rose coloured hue
forget about the bad times00000000
focus on the good
being there for each other when we really should
so alike we repel
yet so different you can tell
is 1 chance is all they'll get?
hopefully they dont forget
how they felt when they met
the way she made him sweat
how she played hard to get
how they had their hearts set
lest they regret
1
Gather around, for we go in hell
We'll make a plan
To let this day meet our demand
With our hearts intact and
Our hands geld high
We'll rue the day
I know we will
We make it over and down the hills
Through shrapnel and led
Through echos of yell!
2
Love your brother
Carry him in your arms
If his blodd washes your face
Remember him, by his heart
But not by his dare
Or by his unfortune
But know him respected, know him by good work
Know that he died for us, and lived by his word
standing in the bleak darkness in a fuel station at the beginning and the end of everything alone
we are all meat on the highway
jaundiced pig feet meat, cold and lifeless in the drizzle as men look on. the sternum snaps under the pressure like a man breaking a crab claw in half
red all over from a gash staining all red like a warning siren. mouth no longer a mouth but a gash into the meat
covered and hauled away like uncooked pork saved for later
finish filling your car with gasoline and head out into the darkness of eternity once again, a ship of the dead amongst the stars
this is the world of eternal night and we are all living in it alone
>>8420675
I wrote you a haiku
I call it "Etiology of an Anon"
Ahem
"Though your poems suck
Its snowing on Mount Fuji
Some things never change"
~Fin~