Archived threads in /lit/ - Literature - 4066. page

>>7849707
just as much should include you, if not: write it.

>>7849707
Glad that I'm not the sort of lobotomized /pol9k/ frogfaggot who'd make this thread.

>>7850043
>implying that human experience isnt limited and everlasting going circles through all or most of peoples lives

>>7849528
Just the cover by the way

haven't actually read the book

>>7849529
lel

wouldn't read shitty Will Self

>>7849528
>>7849529
>>7849531
Why did you post three times in your own thread? And not even to bump it but all within a couple minutes

File: 1458512838773.jpg (58KB, 463x325px) Image search: [Google]

58KB, 463x325px

I became an avid reader like three months ago and I can't stop. I stopped watching tv and I don't spend much time on 4chan anymore.

Here's how I did it.

-Remember the average person reads like zero books a year. If you read 5 pages a day, you are 5 pages above the average person

-Don't force yourself to read. Commit to read 5 pages a day. I swear after three days you'll feel like reading more and after a month or so you should be reading 50-100 pages a day for pleasure

-Read various books at the same time. When I grab a difficult book or one that makes me sleepy I grab another and switch. This should refresh your head. Keep them thematically different. I read economics and fiction.

-It isn't a race. Reading slowly won't make you sleepy that fast. Try to acknowledge what books are for you to read fast and which aren't.

-Buy the physical copies. When you get the books from your own money you'll feel the need to read them to avoid the feel of wasting your money.

-Start with books highly discussed here so you feel motivated to discuss.

Go somewhere that there are no screens to distract you.

>>7849472

this is important, where you are reading is critical.

also OP you are going to want to start meditating. you are on the brink of destroying your mind by never allowing your mind to be quiet and filling every second of your day with a screen. i bet you probably feel as if you're less imaginative than you hoped, feel like your thinking is less clear than it could be.

there's two ways to fix this and need to be done together. start turning your electronics OFF and dedicating serious time to reading. then start meditating. there are a million ways to start but just pick one. listening to guided meditations helps a great deal, but either way take your first steps now. meditation is one of the only ways short of handfuls of adderall that will fix your mind and save it from the bowl of porridge that it is currently becoming. i'm serious about this. you already know you have a problem and you need to go directly to the source: practice stillness and you will regain concentration and imagination.

>in b4 you can't actually prove anything lol David Hume XD XD
Im aware from a philosophical stand point that theres no basis for really believing anything, but philosophy aside, the universe is clearly consistent to some extent and objectivity clearly exists

File: 12062420_10153657812158909_1145004306_o.jpg (104KB, 2016x778px) Image search: [Google]

104KB, 2016x778px

Have you even actually read Nietzsche? or only this image? If the former, then go read Gadamer or Heidegger, and you'll get a better understanding of what that statement in particular is getting at.

Nietzsche is a faggot but he's basically right (although probably for the wrong reasons). The senses and "reason" are both equally imprecise, so there's no way to be 100% sure of something. However, we'd all just sit around twiddling our thumbs if we acted on this, so for pragmatic purposes we have to at least pretend that certainty is possible.

Japanese insurance adjuster

>>7843185
There might not be one.

>>7843209
That was Vineland.

It's called infinite jest. He basically rewrites the novel to show the world how a guy with talent would have done it

no marxist/leftist sources thats for damn sure

File: unnamed.png (193KB, 300x300px) Image search: [Google]

193KB, 300x300px

from this book and nowhere else.

Here it is:

They've landed in an unusual position. James' bare ass is flat on the floor, getting all slippery and sticky with mint scented soap, and Carlos' bare ass is on top of, well, almost on top of James' dick. He's straddling him, thighs tight around James' waist, tensed against impending impact with the tiles. If it weren't for the fact that James had instinctively put a hand out to protect his junk, Carlos would be squishing his cock or worse. Come to think of it, though, it wouldn't really be worse, because a lot of people seem to like that and maybe he could too. He'll try anything once.

"Fancy meeting you here." He says, imitating the porno Kendall managed to score off one of the guys who worked at the record company. He isn't a girl, obviously, and James isn't a sexy, ripped Latino janitor with long flowing hair, but he likes their version better.

James looks at him and he smiles because it's okay, he doesn't mind, and then one of James' fingers, slick and cold from spilled shampoo, slips into him, through no fault of James' own. Carlos has all his weight on his friend, on his hand, so it makes sense that his shifting around would cause some slippage. He's not quite sure if he likes this, it's very intrusive, like the time the doctor shoved a thermometer up his butt. He'd rather get up and take his shower, maybe kiss a little, get to second base, third if he can manage to stay awake long enough. He's not ready to go all the way; James hasn't even bought him dinner yet. He learned from his brief stint as a Jennifer that only real sluts sleep with a guy before he pays for a meal or two. "Nggh." James has like three fingers in him now, stretching him open and it burns. The extra two fingers aren't an accident. "No." His voice is a high pitched whine, not very convincing.

He tries to stand up, but the floor is slippery as unpolished ice and James puts his free hand on his thigh to push him down further and madre de díos, he's stuffed too full too fast. He feels like his poor culo is going to split at the seams. This is going too quick for him to properly adjust, he's too tight inside, never had anything inside him before. "James, cut it out."

"I'm more than halfway in, you'll like it, I promise." James isn't even close to halfway in; his dick isn't even near Carlos' asshole. As experienced as he may be James doesn't appear to be very good at this, or even know the logistics of gay sex.

Suddenly the bathroom goes white hot and blinding and Carlos' eyes try to roll back into his head as his eyelids snap closed reflexively. Holy shit, he gets what James is doing now, and his ass wants to cry. He's heard about this before, in the way that kids hear about the Chupacabra and Big Foot, more of a myth than a fact, something scary told late at night.

>>7850671
"This is impossible." He squeaks, really, really, impossibly full, stretched to his limits, five fingers are too many, too much, way bigger than a dick.

"Nah." James shushes him, kisses him on the mouth, licks along his bottom lip.

"Oh fuck." He clutches at James' bare shoulders, digs his fingers into the muscle, clinging for dear life. James can't really think this is going to work. Five fingers are one thing, but he still has the widest part of his fist to work in, and there's just no way. Carlos may have gotten a C in science class but he paid enough attention to know that a hand is too big to fit in someone's ass, especially his ass. He knows what can go inside his ass. James' fist is not one of those few things.

"Almost there." James isn't as encouraging as he thinks he is. Carlos can barely breathe, can't get enough traction with his feet to stand up and get this fist out of him.

"Dude, it can't fit." James is going to see he's wrong and Carlos isn't going to walk for a week and it's going to suck for both of them.

Apparently, it really can. James curls his fingers in towards his palm and pushes his hand forward in a slow, steady motion, rubbing the bowstring tight muscles in his belly as they quiver, his ass efficiently stuffed full of fist.

"Told ya it could." He wants to hit James for being so smug when he is never going to be able to poop or sit or walk again.

"Now what?" He speaks in pants, growing accustomed to the feel and kind of enjoying it, as much as he can enjoy it, anyways.

"This." James moves his hand back, then forwards, in pulses of motion, unclenching and clenching his fist for fun, just to torture him. Carlos thinks he might be dying again and if he is, he wants to continue this awesomely weird death. James has his hand in him to the wrist, twists and pushes, strokes him from the inside out. James catches his thumb on something and presses, firm and deliberate, and then he's coming so hard he could go blind from losing too much semen, if that old wives tale holds true, and given the results of this whole fisting thing, it probably will.

"Jesus Christ." James works his hand out gently, nuzzles his face into the curve of Carlos' throat.

"Get up."

"What, why?" He couldn't get up if he wanted to and he doesn't want to. He wants to stay on the floor with James, scoot closer to the warmth of his skin.

"I'm hoping this time you'll fall on my dick."

- Fin -

File: 1449952987810.png (132KB, 551x633px) Image search: [Google]

132KB, 551x633px

>>7850675
>>7850671
DELETE THAT

File: harold 07.jpg (29KB, 450x320px) Image search: [Google]

29KB, 450x320px

>>7850344
>'

>>7850344
is this shit real

PG Wodehouse

>Happy despite its misfortune
>Everybody likes them
>Childhood innocence
>Lazy feels
>Vaguely unsettling German association we're willing to forgive

>>7850291
KEK

>>7850291
/thread
There is no topping this answer

it's melville so of course it is. go crazy.

The first hundred pages are about sharing a bed with a guy who eats man flesh, penetrates things for a living, and is looking forward to chasing giant sperms

you know that in the opening chapters the uptight (at that point) narrator shares a bed with a big sexy black man and they become special 'friends', right?

The Interpretation of Murder - Jed Rubenfeld

File: 1455491267980.jpg (100KB, 1920x1040px) Image search: [Google]

100KB, 1920x1040px

>>7850223
Please someone recommend me a book with very smart/powerful character, or a book about someone patrician? You would do me a huge favor.

>>7850207
what? someone help me, english is second language

A brief history of seven killings was good

>>7850193
Out of curiosity, how'd you select it to read in the first place?

>>7850204
I wanted to try something about a subject I didn't know much about, that and the book was getting a lot of hype from people I knew

A Good Man Is Hard to Find
The Sailor Who Fell From Grace With the Sea
Spring Snow
Blood Meridian

>>7850236
Don't you mean a hard man is good to find?

Just read Dostoyevski and level yourself up that way.

>>7850010

Maybe /int/ can help you more

>>7850042
While I am sure it is a better work in Russian, I'd still rather read the German translation for now.
Of course I might leave some books for later, or re-read them when my abilities reached a sufficient point, which they yet don't have.