Why does /lit/ hate this guy?
Because he hasn't read Pynchon.
>>7721226
Just like with his wife, I would liked him much more if I didn't know him as a person.
>>7721226
He's popular among normals and writes genre fiction and is also a bad writer. What more of a reason do you need?
ITT: words which are only ever used in one phrase.
>vicariously, 'living vicariously through...'
>gingerly, 'crept gingerly'
>>7725978
Man are you retarded?
>'he applied the seasoning gingerly', 'he swept the floor gingerly', etc
did u ever hear the song "vicarious bliss" by one of those french house dudes from ed banger? it was p gud, but that dude never did another gud song so i forgot his name
a 'sense of propriety'
Poll thread, with an emphasis on discussing the books mentioned:
>Where you live
>best book set where you live, preferably city/town, but if there isn't one post regionally. Recommend other books from the area.
>best bookstore in area
>do you consider your city literary
>>7725769
So I won't be called out for not answering
>Orlando
>Shadow Country
>Maya Books, in Sanford
>Nope.
The cost of living is too high to draw a large literary community, and the association with theme parks drives people away. There's a group that does readings and stuff together, but they're small, cliquey, and not terribly interesting. For a metro area of this size, a dozen people doesn't make for much of a literary community anyway. You have to leave Orlando city limits to find a good bookstore anyway.
How do you guys choose names for your characters?
>>7725738
Tbqh this is the biggest problem for characters because I can't change their personas once I give them names and I can't write them if they don't have them.
For one of my most popular short stories, all the characters names were ones I'd seen written on ice cream vans on the day I came up with the plot.
Why is it that movies always turn out better than the books?
pic related
Weak bait.
2/10
Try harder next time
Books are only constrained to telling you what happened through words, and they can waste a lot of time describing the setting while movie can just show it to you. They have the visual and auditory aspects to make a more immersive work of art. Following this logic, video games are the highest work of art so far because they combine the literary aspects of books along with the visual and auditory aspects of film and they also have interactivity which makes the art even more immersive. In books, you're only told what hjappens. In movies, you're shown what happens, but with video games, you genuinely feel what happens.
So was The Metamorphosis just an excuse for him to write about his bug-turning fetish? How many literature masterpieces were just excuses for authors to write about their fetishes? What if Cormac McCarthy has a snuff/guro fetish? I've been thinking about this a lot.
Maybe YOU have a fetish for this stuff.
>>7725715
Are you fucking serious?
Kafka was into some weird shit.
They found all sorts of bizarre porn in a safe he had.
Lets settle this once and for all. I've heard both are actually correct. Is the usage contextual?
Another example:
There are myriad reasons to.....
There are a myriad of reasons to.....
Unless I'm mistaken both are acceptable and in use, but don't necessarily refer to the same thing. Myriad people, for example, could refer to a diverse makeup of people, and not necessarily a large number of people, whereas a myriad of people would seem to be referring to a numeric value more explicitly.
who is the literature of literature?
>>7725312
captcha: select all books with literature
>it's a >dropped post
>dropper
Davos Fester Wallmart
What are some texts/poems that deal with sleepiness, or the act of sleeping per se.Bonus point if it's in French
un homme qui dort
This Zarathustra did; and no sooner had he laid himself on the ground in the stillness and secrecy of the variegated grass, than he had forgotten his little thirst, and fell asleep. For as the proverb of Zarathustra saith: "One thing is more necessary than the other." Only that his eyes remained open:--for they never grew weary of viewing and admiring the tree and the love of the vine. In falling asleep, however, Zarathustra spake thus to his heart:
"Hush! Hush! Hath not the world now become perfect? What hath happened unto me?
As a delicate wind danceth invisibly upon parqueted seas, light, feather-light, so--danceth sleep upon me.
No eye doth it close to me, it leaveth my soul awake. Light is it, verily, feather-light.
It persuadeth me, I know not how, it toucheth me inwardly with a caressing hand, it constraineth me. Yea, it constraineth me, so that my soul stretcheth itself out:--
--How long and weary it becometh, my strange soul! Hath a seventh-day evening come to it precisely at noontide? Hath it already wandered too long, blissfully, among good and ripe things?
It stretcheth itself out, long--longer! it lieth still, my strange soul. Too many good things hath it already tasted; this golden sadness oppresseth
it, it distorteth its mouth.
--As a ship that putteth into the calmest cove:--it now draweth up to the land, weary of long voyages and uncertain seas. Is not the land more faithful?
As such a ship huggeth the shore, tuggeth the shore:--then it sufficeth for a spider to spin its thread from the ship to the land. No stronger ropes are required there.
As such a weary ship in the calmest cove, so do I also now repose, nigh to the earth, faithful, trusting, waiting, bound to it with the lightest
threads.
O happiness! O happiness! Wilt thou perhaps sing, O my soul? Thou liest in the grass. But this is the secret, solemn hour, when no shepherd playeth his pipe.
Take care! Hot noontide sleepeth on the fields. Do not sing! Hush! The world is perfect.
Do not sing, thou prairie-bird, my soul! Do not even whisper! Lo--hush!
The old noontide sleepeth, it moveth its mouth: doth it not just now drink
a drop of happiness--
--An old brown drop of golden happiness, golden wine? Something whisketh
over it, its happiness laugheth. Thus--laugheth a God. Hush!--
--'For happiness, how little sufficeth for happiness!' Thus spake I once
and thought myself wise. But it was a blasphemy: THAT have I now learned.
Wise fools speak better.
The least thing precisely, the gentlest thing, the lightest thing, a lizard's rustling, a breath, a whisk, an eye-glance--LITTLE maketh up the
BEST happiness. Hush!
--What hath befallen me: Hark! Hath time flown away? Do I not fall?
Have I not fallen--hark! into the well of eternity?
--What happeneth to me? Hush! It stingeth me--alas--to the heart? To the heart! Oh, break up, break up, my heart, after such happiness, after such a sting!
--What? Hath not the world just now become perfect? Round and ripe? Oh, for the golden round ring--whither doth it fly? Let me run after it! Quick!
Hush--" (and here Zarathustra stretched himself, and felt that he was asleep.)
Is the world ready or in need to be walked thru an updated end of the world scenario or did I just give away my premise.
Still many scenarios to go with though.
The silence speaks volumes, thanks people.
So Does anyone know whatever happened to this guy?
Wish satan would stop posting without his trip.
>>7725064
this screencap is really tryhard
You obviously got trolled.
What author can turn me christian? Dostoevsky? Kierkegaard? I need thinking man's christianity, not pleb christianity.
Why not just read both?
What is your issue, what do you feel you're lacking in life?
Do you need guidance, morals? Hope? What do you seek?
>>7724737
Eternal life.
Can anyone here actually understand him or is he just another 'patrician' meme author?
>>7724637
He's not even patrician
>>7724711
Why noy?
>>7724786
>genre fiction
>patrician
O I am lauffin
Who will play him in the inevitable biopic?
>nigga died 70 years ago
>no biopic yet
baka
Johnny Depp probably
Christian Bale
He was a cuck for the British and loved Protestantisminto the lake of fire he goes
which one /lit/?
Both.
>>7722476
footnotes with a bibliography
false dichotomy