I'm about to start writing a short story. Any tips?
FEEL THE FLOW
>>8163940
This.
Write first, impose judgements afterwards. Even if what you write is garbage, it'll be your garbage and you can polish it. You can't polish non-existent text.
>>8163936
make everything overly complicated
then throw it all out when you realize it isn't perfect
My onee-sama made me read Lolita. Could there be a meaning behind it?
She wants you to stop obsessing over her.
>>8163947
That or kidnap her and shoot porn.
>>8163934
>onee-sama
I'm not going to taint my computer by googling that. What does it mean?
Looking for good fiction/nonfiction written during, or I suppose about, the interwar period (WWI/II). Largely for cultural research, but also for fun. Any recommendations? I'd be willing to branch into during-either-war as well.
Brave New World was published in 32 and is breddy gud. read it understanding the context of the era and it'll make ya think
>Joyce
>Faulkner
>Woolf
You literally can't go wrong in the interwar period/
In the US:
The Great Gatsby (20s)
The Grapes of Wrath (30s)
>meet black kid in /lit/ class
>his opinions are literally memes from /lit/ and all he talks about are /lit/ meme-books
>unashamedly instructs me on how to read like he's literally reading off of one of /lit/'s reading order infographics
I know you're here, faggot.
STOP
Ooga booga where all the dang memes at?
>>8163878
Example of /lit/ meme books?
>>8163881
pynchon
joyce
DFW
etc
Alright you jackholes, is this short story for my business pitch better than yesterday?
>Imagine you are drawn to the buzz of that new cafe on Main Street. A steady rhythm of light jazz and discussion gives the place a kind of heartbeat that brings the experiences to be had over fresh bagels and lattes to life.
>Inside are all the usual players. You have the artist. A college student, frantically smudging away with his charcoal pencil. Only stopping periodically to peer over the crisp white edge of the paper and look at the people outside or to have a sip of his coffee.
>Seated at one of the tables behind him is his soul mate, although they have yet to meet. She is an attorney, fresh out of law school, discussing convertible debentures with her client over foamy cappuccinos and delicate Napoleons.
>A local musician sits by the window penning the simple yet painfully beautiful melody that's been playing in his head. He plays here some weekends but right now he is just trying to escape his day job during his lunch break. He finds he writes better after a chai latte.
>In front of the counter stands one of the many generous people who helped make all of this possible. They witness the goings on and smile to themselves knowing that they made a difference. That person is you.
>Some might stop for breakfast on their way to the office. Some come in looking to purchase gifts. Some come for the food but stay for the atmosphere. But no matter when they come or why, there will always be a story that you helped to tell.
>>8163693
That's not a short story. It's not even flash fiction. It still just sounds like a business pitch, which is what it is?
It's corny but you got the point across.
>>8163693
And it's name is Hegel's Bagels
>>8163693
What are you even doing here? You're writing ad copy. No one here cares about that sort of thing. Go to /biz/ or something.
Is Hawthorne the first canonical American author? I want to start reading early American literature (I've been ploughing through the transcendentalists), and figured that the Gothic romantics (Melville, Hawthorne, Poe) were the next step.
>emerson's essays and poems
>hawthorne's short stories and novels
>Melville's Moby Dick and Piazza Tales
>Poe's longer works
There's your starting point senpai
Also Washington Irving.
how do I know if do I write very good?
you win the praise of harold bloom
Let people who are honest and read a lot read your stuff and give you an opinion! It's really good to get involved with a creative writing group or class where you share stuff. Writing is very subjective though, and people will give you all sorts of different advice. Like anything, you just gotta practice!
>>8163659
Based on that sentence, you don't.
>And that started them off govoreeting real loud and throwing slovos at me
>So I creeched louder, still creeching:
>"Am I just to be like a ClockWork Orange?"
Anthony...
>>8163553
Good book.
Yes I have read it
No it's not difficult to read
>>8163559
u r brand new
>"Truly, I was a Moby-Dick after all"
I frisbeed that book out the window so fucking hard
What books can help me deal with my crippling death anxiety?
Hegesias' Death by Starvation.will help you.
>>8163549
the holy bible
>>8163549
Pit and the Pendulum
I met him today. By chance. Knew it was him on sight. Needless to say, spaghetti was spilt. And it wasn't his.
Me: Excuse me, sir.
Him: What?
Me: Y-you wouldn't... happen to be... l-legendary... /reclusive author/... (his expression darkens) JD Salinger, would you? I thought you died!
(he stares at me for a second and then starts guffawing; doubles over)
Him: Oh my god, man. What the hell.
Me: Mr JD, it's really you! I loved your book, Infinite Jest!
(at this point he is laughing so loud people have turned to look)
(we are shopping)
(jokes are exchanged, and we shake hands before parting ways)
(the other shoppers applaud)
And the rest is history.
(I left him with a business card that had this board's URL on it. You're welcome.)
>>8163494
no you didn't
I saw Thomas Pynchon at a grocery store in Los Angeles yesterday. I told him how cool it was to meet him in person, but I didn’t want to be a douche and bother him and ask him for photos or anything.
He said, “Oh, like you’re doing now?”
I was taken aback, and all I could say was “Huh?” but he kept cutting me off and going “huh? huh? huh?” and closing his hand shut in front of my face. I walked away and continued with my shopping, and I heard him chuckle as I walked off. When I came to pay for my stuff up front I saw him trying to walk out the doors with like fifteen Milky Ways in his hands without paying.
The girl at the counter was very nice about it and professional, and was like “Sir, you need to pay for those first.” At first he kept pretending to be tired and not hear her, but eventually turned back around and brought them to the counter.
When she took one of the bars and started scanning it multiple times, he stopped her and told her to scan them each individually “to prevent any electrical infetterence,” and then turned around and winked at me. I don’t even think that’s a word. After she scanned each bar and put them in a bag and started to say the price, he kept interrupting her by yawning really loudly.
Hello anons,
I want to get my aging grandfather, who has been a history buff his whole life, a nice book for fathers day. He's into the wild west and U.S. presidential history; really loves Native American history/lore.
I would love any recommendations that you guys have. Even if it doesn't have anything directly to do with the subjects that he is into.
If he's a buff he's probably already read it, but Bury my Heart at Wounded Knee. You could also get him the Ken Burns wide west documentary series
1491 is a great book. He has def read wounded knee.
Conquest of the Incas by Henning is a classic and fucking great.
Batavias Graveyard was fun
The Lost City of Z: A Tale of Deadly Obsession in the Amazon is pretty good pop history
Dead Certainties: Unwarranted Speculations by Schama
Raiders and Rebels: A History of the Golden Age of Piracy
The Many Headed Hydra (a little pinko)
The Black Jacobins
He might have read it but Black Elk Speaks
Does anybody on /lit/ write just for fun? Has anyone here ever completed a whole novel, not caring if it sucked or not, not doing it to be a writer, but because they genuinely enjoyed doing it?
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>>8163383
that's what i'm doing now, although i'm going to do my damnedest to make some kind of chump change (even if a few cents) with KDP.
deep down, the reason is because i just enjoy immersing myself in these other worlds. it's a lot of fun.
>>8163383
>Does anybody on /lit/ write just for fun?
does shitposting count?
Who's that manga man? He intrigues me.
Anyway, sorta. I write lots of things just cause I like to. Getting published seems like a pain. And what would it do for me? Bring in money? Get my stuff looked at? Who cares? I don't write for that.
>What is morality? It is not the following of enjoined rules of conduct. It is not a question of standing above temptations, or of conquering hate, anger, greed, lust and violence. Questioning your actions before and after creates the moral problem. What is responsible for this situation is the faculty of distinguishing between right and wrong and influencing your actions accordingly.
>Life is action. Unquestioned action is morality. Questioning your actions is destroying the expression of life. A person who lets life act in its own way without the protective movement of thought has no self to defend. What need will he have to lie or cheat or pretend or to commit any other act which his society considers immoral?
This dude goes so hard, I've been kind of obsessed with him lately. What do you guys think? True ubermensch or weirdo contrarian edgemaster?
>Up and down his torso, neck and head, at those points which Indian holy men call chakras, his friends observed swellings of various shapes and colors, which came and went at intervals. On his lower abdomen the swellings were horizontal, cigar-shaped bands. Above the navel was a hard, almond-shaped swelling. A hard, blue swelling, like a large medallion, in the middle of his chest was surmounted by another smaller, brownish-red, medallion-shaped swelling at the base of his throat. These two 'medallions' were as though suspended from a varicolored, swollen ring -- blue, brownish and light yellow -- around his neck, as in pictures of the Hindu gods. There were also other similarities between the swellings and the depictions of Indian religious art: his throat was swollen to a shape that made his chin seem to rest on the head of a cobra, as in the traditional images of Siva; just above the bridge of the nose was a white lotus-shaped swelling; all over the head the small blood vessels expanded, forming patterns like the stylized lumps on the heads of Buddha statues. Like the horns of Moses and the Taoist mystics, two large, hard swellings periodically came and went. The arteries in his neck expanded and rose, blue and snake-like, into his head.
>I do not want to be an exhibitionist, but you are doctors. There is something to the symbolism they have in India -- the cobra. Do you see the swellings here? -- they take the shape of a cobra. Yesterday was the new moon. The body is affected by everything that is happening around you; it is not separate from what is happening around you. Whatever is happening there, is also happening here -- there is only the physical response. This is affection. Your body is affected by everything that is happening around you; and you can't prevent this, for the simple reason that the armour that you have built around yourself is destroyed, so it is very vulnerable to everything that is happening there. With the phases of the moon -- full moon, half moon, quarter moon -- these swellings here take the shape of a cobra. Maybe that is the reason why some people have created all these images -- Siva and all those kinds of things. But why should it take the shape of a cobra? I have asked many doctors why this swelling is here, but nobody could give me a satisfactory answer. I don't know if there are any glands or anything here.
Here's the website where all his stuff is uploaded.
http://www.well.com/~jct/
>True ubermensch or weirdo contrarian edgemaster?
The first would imply he achieved or conquered something, the second that he opposed or was against something, both would imply there was anything particular about him, and he, would deny all of the former.
>What do you guys think?
I've been listening to his conversations while walking to and from uni for about half a month now. It's produced this sort of calming effect on me, in which ı can stop thinking awarely and not be affected by the general miasma of the city. The conceptual side of things also has made me come to grips with the formal nature of existence, and produced this sort of void, which isn't either joyful or sad and has rather made me question if ı want to go on living without sentimentality. His idea of fear as a necessary delimitator for being is also pretty illuminating--not really that original an idea, but he's the only guy that seems to just come and say it with the brutal honesty it needs.
Is Asian Watts a hack or legit?
>Discover a new author
>First book you read by them is life-altering, easily makes your top ten list
>Next thing you read from them is insufferable garbage
What's his/her name, /lit/?
Denis Johnson
1st Book read - Jesus' Son
2nd book - Fiskadoro -wtf Johnson
though I did later like Angels
Train Dreams
and The Name of the World
The Laughing Monsters was meh but Fiskadoro really fucking irked me
Dostoievsky. First read Crime and Punishment and i loved it.
Then i read Demons and, save for Kirilov's parts, it was meh.
Then i got The Idiot and it was also meh, altough a litle better.
Then Memories from the House of the Dead. Wich was great.
And at last i read Brothers Karamazov and absolutely loved it. Even shed tears over it.
So what the fuck is a positive negativist anyway?
Positive nega.. positive n.. positive neganna work here anymore, anyway.
damn right I like the life I live
>>8163282
just some bullshit pseud hipster term. some made up shit. like the other made up words in the book. it's a very chicatois thing to say