Hey lit! Y'all fuck with coffee table books? What are the favorites in your collection? Buy sell trade with other users.
these are barely books and certainly not literature
i sincerely have no disrespect for the medium but on my coffee table I have Bottom's Dream in german, I think that's far more interesting and requires the same level of intellectual engagement as looking at a depressing glossy photobook of 99 words total
>>8329134
Let me guess, you built the table yourself?
>>8329134
did you actually read this when you wrote it?
ITT: Jokes that went too far.
your life
>>8328441
Which version/publisher of Marlowe's Faustus should I buy? Also I'm in UK so pref. to not order from abroad.
Is the one pic related ok?
>>8328350
>pref. to not order from abroad.
shit are they closing your borders and confiscating your mail already?
Buy either Norton's or Oxford's.
>>8328350
what's good with the thomas Mann version
>tfw someone challenges your beliefs and now you don't know if you still believe them
>>8328344
doubt can reinforce beliefs.
Read Kierkegaard
Beliefs are like clothes
You only need the ones that are useful
>>8328344
It's almost like you might grow as a person or something. Sounds rough. I better go back to my echo chamber on /pol/ where I don't need reasoning, evidence, or logic and my beliefs are never challenged.
About to read this.
What im for bros?
>novel by a non-English speaker
>title is in English
Is there any surer sign that your civilization is absolutely subjugated?
What do you think of my style of writing? I'll start with posting Claire and if you like it ill post more. For you who are fast readers and want more there's some at lifeofcray.com
>Part 1
The word "Hi!" was starring at me in white, blocky, text inside of a command prompt. There was also an input field at the bottom of the terminal. The courtesy thing would be to answer this seemingly harmless greeting. But something inside me wanted to destroy this thing and everything associated with it as soon as possible.
Yet the only thing I could do was to sit in front of the computer screen completely frozen in fear.
Lets take a step back. Claire. A pretty, young, face, just out of grad school, had joined our company a couple of years ago when we were looking for new programmers. It didnt take long to understand that this young woman was nothing short of a genius. The prodigy child of programming we called her, or proggy for short.
Anywho. Our company is one of the larger companies in the software business, specializing in the art of "predictive pattern recognition" and simple A.I's. You can find our software in anything between SEO-tools for web developers to self-interacting drones. It's worth mentioning that more than half our contracts was for the military. Being able to track, predict and foresee both allies and enemies movements and patterns is an unthinkable valuable resource on the battlefield. The less "fog of war" the better.
But lets get back to Proggy. Proggy had an ability that I've never seen during my many years in the business. And that was the ability to write thousands, if not tens of thousands lines of code and get it it right on the first try. In almost any of the languages out there. She would just write it up, compile and hand in her assignments in a matter hours. No debugging, no test compiling, no nothing. And it would always work. Always bug free. And any programmer know that nothing will ever be bug free, especially on the first try. But hers always was. It was almost eerie.
In laymans terms, she could've probably programmed Windows 10 in less than a week, from scratch, without testing it and we'd probably have a better product than what Microsoft gave us.
Only language she refused to code in was Java. When I asked her about it the only response I got was "It doesn't tick right, you know? I can't feel it the same as the others." I kinda understood her but at the same time I didn't.
As you might understand, Proggy was worth a whole lot to the company. Hell, she was probably worth more than 20 of our best programmers put together. So when she asked for three weeks off for a "personal project" we were happy to oblige. Hell, she hadn't taken a vacation since she started here, instead opting to have her vacation time paid out in cash. And this girl had made us literary millions of dollars, so three weeks, no probs, no ma'am.
>Part2
Well, three weeks went by without a word from Claire. We just figured that she was enjoying her well earned vacation. Until she came back that is.
When she came back she came straight to my office. And when I saw her as she was entering through the door i could immediately tell something was wrong. She looked like a hollowed out husk of her old self. Skin unnaturally pale, eyes sunken in, and she must have lost 10 pounds at least.
She sat down in the chair in front of me and, before i was even able to open my mouth she spoke. "Compile it on an air-gapped machine. Don't even connected it to the electrical grid. Use an UPS."
She pulled up a regular SATA-disk. Except for the fact that the label only had a serial number and the disk size. 10 TB. After that she collapsed right there on my desk. After checking her pulse to see that she was in fact still alive i called the paramedics.
I held on to the disk a couple of days without doing anything with it. My main concern was Claire at the moment. But as soon as I heard that she was stable and improving I did as I was told.
I got a brand new computer, installed our basic, in-house, OS on it, hooked it up to a couple of industrial grade UPSes which in turn was hooked up to a diesel generator.
With the computer up and running i hot plugged the SATA drive into it. It was discovered immediately by the computer, using the standard windows NTFS to partition all of the 10 TB. The disk itself was almost completely filled except for a couple of gigabytes yet it only contained three files.
>Sui.asm
>Compiler.exe
>Readme.txt
The read me file only consisted of "Quis sum?" so I simply decided to run the compiler. The compiler was a simple terminal window that first showed the computer specs in white, blocky text and then simply showed an ETA ticking down. The ETA was circa 23 days. Good thing I hooked up that generator.
Of course, while waiting for the program to compile i had a quick look at the source code. But it was contrived and obscure that i couldn't make heads or tails of it. And there was literally millions of lines. So i gave up and just let it compile. The ETA ticking down while the terminal spewed out random debug messages. One especially catches my eye as it goes by:
ERROR; NON-CRITICAL; NO CONNECTION TO EXTERNAL SOURCES. REVERT TO ISOLATION MODE
Three days before the ETA was completed Claire had recovered enough to return to work. She seemed like her usual self again but when I asked her about the program she hesitated before answering.
"I'm not really sure what it is" she responded. "I just remember that i had to write it and that it was important. Like my soul wanted to merge with the machine. I didn't sleep, barely ate and the last two weeks was just a blur. I barely remember handing it to you. I just remember being too scared to compile it myself."
Three more days passed and it finished compiling. A single output file was created. Anima.exe
>part3 END
And here I sit now, having run the program. After the brief greeting of "Hi!" there's now another prompt.
"Am I alone?"
>--- END
So there you have it. Claire. What do you think /lit/
Do you believe in God?
>>8328270
Damn he got fat
I believe in your mom's steaming hot pussy.
>>8328280
this was pre-suicide attempt
It seems that a writer’s life has never been easy and that they were never as popular as sportists or actors or politicians.
“My book is thumbed by our soldiers posted overseas, and even in Britain people quote my words. What’s the point? I don’t make a penny from it.” This is not the complaint of some young American author who has suddenly discovered that his contract pays him nothing for foreign sales. These are the words of the Roman poet Martial, first-century satirist and defender of authors’ rights.
Even if ancient writers did not make money from sales, many still wanted to announce to the world that their new volumes were now on the shelves. The Roman launch party took the form of select readings from the work, given semi-publicly or at exclusive invitation-only events, perhaps in the home of a rich patron. These could be just as frustrating for the author as the modern book launch where only half the expected guests turn up, drink a polite glass of wine and beat a hasty retreat without buying a copy. Pliny, writing in the early second century A.D., complained that in Rome “there was scarcely a day in April when someone wasn’t giving a reading,” and that the poor authors had to put up with small audiences, most of whom slipped out before the end anyway.
http://www.nytimes.com/2009/04/19/books/review/Beard-t.html?_r=0
>>8328261
Yeah, it's really a bad business to be in if you want to be in it for the artistry. There are very few who are so lucky.
>>8328261
bump
This board looks like huge lit student circle jerk discussing pretentious bullshit and boring classics.
What are the chances that someone will want to talk about fun pulp like pic related?
I would love to talk about Pulp anon. I am thinking of picking up the Barsoom novels.
What maiden does our well-endowed and chesty hero seduce in this book?
Is his enemy an evil overlord or a destructive beast?
Do you suppose you'd measure the total blood spilled in buckets or by their volume relative to minor bodies of water?
Please report to your assigned concentration camp >>8326566
https://docs.google.com/document/d/11G2sE9ibWpMRLOONCCfGttIXkilMonuV5RZocMJTY70/edit
Since the last guy locked his out I decided to start another one.
will continue to contribute when I get home
what the fucking fuck
stupid thread, delete it
Struggling through this as my first book in french, did i fuck up?
camus' best work
At what point does sentimental sincerity and irony become one and the same and how does that impact literature
blah blah fucking blah
>>8328184
wow, you're a pretty cool guy
http://themanbookerprize.com/fiction/news/man-booker-prize-announces-2016-longlist
The longlist for the Man Booker prize was announced today.
Have you read any of the books on the list?
Any novels from this year that should have made the list but didn't?
>Paul Beatty (US) - The Sellout (Oneworld)
>J.M. Coetzee (South African-Australian) - The Schooldays of Jesus (Harvill Secker)
>A.L. Kennedy (UK) - Serious Sweet (Jonathan Cape)
>Deborah Levy (UK) - Hot Milk (Hamish Hamilton)
>Graeme Macrae Burnet (UK) - His Bloody Project (Contraband)
>Ian McGuire (UK) - The North Water (Scribner UK)
>David Means (US) - Hystopia (Faber & Faber)
>Wyl Menmuir (UK) -The Many (Salt)
>Ottessa Moshfegh (US) - Eileen (Jonathan Cape)
>Virginia Reeves (US) - Work Like Any Other (Scribner UK)
>Elizabeth Strout (US) - My Name Is Lucy Barton (Viking)
>David Szalay (Canada-UK) - All That Man Is (Jonathan Cape)
>Madeleine Thien (Canada) - Do Not Say We Have Nothing (Granta Books)
>one of the books shares the same title as a high-quality standalone futanari manga
feels good to know a secret
>>8328190
I love Hot Milk 2bh
>>8328176
Literally already a thread about this.
Why can't people use the fucking catalog in 2016?
Are you ready to Cohere ?
Enjoy the Nu music created with the Love of Heartlines...
https://youtu.be/0-42PjkYZ-E
...Sagan speculates...
...spaceships emblazoned with Greek letters...
...great fleets of interstellar transports...
Serendipitous Synchronicities ?
...positive emotions, such as love and appreciation, in generating coherence both in the heart field and in social fields...
Lifting Up
Carry the Love ?
>>8328171
>Greek letters
...deep interconnectedness of all things...
I think what people connect with...
...this idea of an overpowering, encompassing love...
did i fall for the meme?
>No "various forms of anal penetration and how they relate to Hegel"
This dude made the biggest mistake in philosophy. He published too many books.
>>8328043
He does way too much coke for me to take him seriously. The "fringe" drug addicted "thought leader" gimmick died with Hunter S Thompson desu.