yeah old sam was a bona fide rock star of his age... thrilling the victorian americans with his insouciant prose. falling asleep is the right reaction.
So who's better than Samuel Clemons in the UK? Now or ever? the answer is
Erm... shakespeare or wilde or --dare i include him in the UK -- (FORGIVE ME, IRELAND) -- JAMES JOYCE... any of those will kick your sam clemons into irrelevance-ville quicker than than shite thru a fucked goose. I hope i have made my point clear -- twain was a bourgeois cunt.
Fuck Shakespeare. That's a facade for a collective. And talk about pretentious, give me a break - Oscar Wilde was a mediocre noob. Witty, sure, but where's his relevance. Wilde wrote for a nation with a national language (and for the upper-crust, pampered portion at that), unlike Twain who was of and wrote for the tapestry that is America. I equate Twain more to a Dickens personally. Want your socks knocked off (and not just wrapped around your willy)...bury your bad British dental in a William Faulkner novel.
jeez, this thread got pushed way down. don't you guys remember the wise words of levar burton? "reading is FUN-damental!"
i got caught up in the "a song of ice and fire" series and while worth the effort, it consumed a lot of my reading time for a couple of months.
just finished this. a bit longer than needed, but captivating nonetheless (steampunk, fuck yeah!):
recently started this. some of these stories are also in labyrinths, but it's nice to reread them since it takes at least a few readings for any of borges' works to really find a place to settle in your mind:
just finished this. very inspirational for my marathon training, but if you're not a runner/into running, then it might bore you. don't know if i'd recommend this to non-runners, even if you're a murakami fan.
Infinite Jest...I read all 980 pages and didn't get the big payoff I expected. I had to refer to the Infinite Jest Wiki to understand different storylines. That said, I thought about the book several days after I was done so I guess it was worth it. I decided to read it after I read a comment by Stephen King saying if he was stranded on a desert island this is the book he would like to have with him.
infinite jest is a book i always pick up at the bookstore and return to the shelf before i leave. sometimes longer novels become masturbatory exercises. the only book of comparable length that i'd recommend is don quixote.
just finished this. full of poetic prose and imagery. definitely not beach reading.
I read nobody's angel earlier this year and it was fine. nothing groundbreaking, a pretty standard pulp crime mystery. the main draw for me was that it was written by a cabdriver in chicago.
fast forward a few months and i'm trying to catch a cab to meet my buddy at the metro to see the bjm. two cabs pass me up and the third one finally stops. the driver is none other than jack clark! he asks who I’m seeing at the metro and although he's never heard of the bjm, he knows a great deal about brian jones' life. we hit it off, talk about music, his writing, chicago. he recommends a few books to me, one being the following, which i've just begun:
i generally don't read non-fiction, but was gifted this. not bad, but you're probably better off just watching 'exit through the gift shop.' more entertaining and you don't really learn much else about the artist in this book.
pretty good and a very quick read. it's like 'the brief and wondrous life of oscar woa, part deux.'
a classic from a master. i'm mad at myself for not having read this before.
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