Huh? I have not read the Scissors one; I was talking about the Joyce.
oh, i forgot i posted that. damnit. i had to read that book in high school. couldn't make sense of it.
I've been reading Nomads of the Longbow: The Siriono of Eastern Bolivia. Quite fascinating really. Much easier than most anthropological texts in the sense that it makes things exciting. From detailing the fashioning of tools to the seasonal fare to describing the technique used when hunting Howler monkeys.
I've been reading it for a while now... I've been slacking off and watching movies instead of reading at work... My eyes are starting to hurt though, so it's back to books tomorrow.
Bicycle, you're keeping me sane.
I'm reading Beloved by Toni Morrison which is about a black family circa 1873 getting on after slavery. I bought it because Diane Rehm on NPR had a show about this book several months back (last fall?), and it sounded interesting. I think I saw the movie (with Oprah) when it came out years ago. Anyone reading anything good?
I fucking hate Thomas Pynchon. If I ever see him I'm going to solder his genitals to a bobcat. Then shoot the bobcat up with PCP.
I hate Diane Rehm. What Pot said though.
I'm starting Underworld by Dan Delillo soon. I read What is the What, and it was entertaining, and i just finished Cat's Cradle, which was great. I also wanna read One Day In the Life of Ivan Denisovich by Alexander Solzhenitsyn, Dubliners, Portrait of an Artist..., Crying of Lot 49 and many others over summer.
I'm going to start Tim Egan's "The Worst Hard Time: The Untold Story of Those Who Survived the Great American Dust Bowl" in the near future. It's supposed to be interesting.
riverrun, past Eve and Adam's, from swerve of shore to bend of bay, brings us by a commodius vicus of recirculation back to Howth Castle and Environs...
Yeah, I dunno what that is. I kind of do, I guess. I googled it, but I don't want to be one of those assholes who relies on googling to have a conversation about anything other than the weather.
I liked Beloved but didn't love it. The supernatural aspects turned me off. I guess it was the way they were treated/approached. I did love Song of Solomon though.
Bryan as nice as The Crying of Lot 49 if you're not familiar with Pynchon (shut up haters) I might push you towards one of his fuller novels. Lot 49 is wonderful but V and Gravity's Rainbow and the others are actually well plotted and such. They're miles ahead. If you want something shorter I'd say that you should consider the short stories collection Slow Learner, in particular "Entropy." If you're a Pynchon vet then forget all this... or, if you wish, comment upon my advice.
Joyce>Wallace>Pynchon. I don't know why more people don't see that. It's a simple formula really.
I am currently reading Thirst For Love by Mishima. It's clearly an early novel and at this point it seems like he could've used an editor with more teeth but the story is picking up and approaching the glories of his other books. Though I've only read two others. Thus far.
Also I have no idea what Wallace you'd care to throw in with those giants. I can't come up with any that've been around long enough to even consider. Also I can't find any Wallaces that I've read which is what I mean, sort of.
Consider the fact that I am currently reading both Gravity's Rainbow and Mason & Dixon. Simultaneously. One of them starts pissing me off due to some 40 page tangent about mechanical ducks and so I switch to the other. Back and forth like that until I start soldering genitals. Don't give me any bullshit.
I haven't read ANY Pynchon. I remember my high school English teacher telling us in hushed tones how hard he was to read.
I guess I never got around to him because of that.
I actually agree with this ('cept the soldering bit). Pynchon's style gets really cloying in his long novels. Lot 49 may not have much of a plot but it's small enough to get through without feeling like you need to crack your head against a wall and it has plenty of little gems of passages. Entropy is definitely my favorite of his writings.Consider the fact that I am currently reading both Gravity's Rainbow and Mason & Dixon. Simultaneously. One of them starts pissing me off due to some 40 page tangent about mechanical ducks and so I switch to the other. Back and forth like that until I start soldering genitals. Don't give me any bullshit.
I'm not sure I could handle GR and M&D at the same time. Much respect, Pot. I think when I was reading GR I would break it up with plays by Stoppard and Ionesco and such.
Anyway, I think Wallace falls somewhere in between the two. Easily the most promising American writer out there right now. Read "Jest" if you haven't and then the short stories. Trust me, you won't be sorry.
Yes, but when Pynchon allows things to happen it takes so long to happen that I forgot what had happened before and I wondered why I was in a sewer hunting pasty alligators.I'm not sure I'd say it was that 49 doesn't have a plot as much as Pynchon just says what happens rather than allowing the events to happen, instead of describing events.
i don't agree w/ the joyce > wallace > pynchon. i sort of feel as if joyce should be excused from that comparison altogether, not because he's wonderful or anything, i hold no particular reverance for joyce, but just because it's inaccurate. wallace > pynchon > gaddis seems a more apt evolution.
if wallace's next novel is anywhere near the quality of infinite jest (and it will be a while before his next novel, as suggested by his reading of "something that is part of something larger and not even close to halfway finished yet"), he will have cemented himself among literary giants.