>only impresses people who have only
And after just 12 months of reading my writing is already better than yours. But stick with it, anon, I believe in you!
11 months ago
Anonymous
Missed a comma, lil’ guy.
11 months ago
Anonymous
>lil'
it's real
11 months ago
Anonymous
Keep telling yourself that.
11 months ago
Anonymous
>but stick with it((,)) anon, i believe in you
You don't say, pretentious twat
>people keep posting shit I really wanna read but I can't because I'm only a third of the way through moby dick and I can't afford to lose my momentum
STOP MAKING THREADS ABOUT INTERESTING BOOKS
JUST TALK ABOUT SHIT FOR TWO FRICKING WEEKS
AAAAAAA
also I really liked invisible cities. one of those books that really lingers in my mind, I keep thinking back to it. would love to be able to write something like that someday.
Is it as pretentious as Invisible Cities? That was the most simultaneously deep yet shallow book I've read. This guy's like a cleverer version of Paulo Coelho.
Do you really find Invisible Cities that pretentious? It's a simple book about how you can love a place and find everything in it, and how the world in general can be a beautiful place. I think it's a wonderful book.
It's a great literary book of if you like Borges. Similarly Cosmiccomic ficciones is more like a mathematical philosophy of science and the universe. The short stories in Last Comes The Raven were so masterful and pleasurable I read the book again the next day. I have little to say about Invisible Cities but his last novel Mr. Palomar is slept on, I will be scanning the final bits for posting they're excellent epigraphs.
Reading some of his non-fiction now. big chunk on translation and the evolution of the novel, it's changing utility, copying as writing, style as craft but not authenticity like in painting where progress, truth, realism is an illusion and only a broadening horizon of potentiality should be sought not a vertical track toward a point of arrival. stuff like that
I like this bit from today about chairs being an abomination as bipeds (Madame de Sevigne: Almost all our ills come from sitting in chairs) . His ideal form would be a snake at his desk coiled evenly distributing his weight and sensations, but no wait rather it will be the octopus that replaces us
>..most of the books I've written and intend to write originate in the idea that writing such a book seemed impossible to me. When I'm convinced that a certain type of book is completely beyond the capacities of my temperament and my technical skills, I sit down at my desk and start writing it.
>That's what happened with my novel 'If on a winter's nigh at traveler.' I began by imagining all the types of novel that I will never write; then I tried to write them, to evoke in myself the creative energy of ten different imaginary novelists.
btw OP the Everyman's Library edition has an introduction by Peter Washington that is very helpful if you're confused about what you signed up for
>Because I am dissatisfied with what I have already written and would like in some way to correct it, complete it, offer an alternative. In this sense, there wasn't a "first time" when I started writing. Writing has always been an attempt to erase something I've already written and replace it with something I still don't know if I'll succeed in writing.
I suppose it technically works as the great <insert any country> novel. The sneaky little fricker.
This, they way he copies the gay prose of japanese writers in that one chapter is unironically kino.
The most boring book ever written.
read Summae Theologica
One of the most interesting books ever written.
Read three chapters and couldn't be bothered to finish it.
Is it really worth trying again?
Yes. It's incredibly good. Once you realize what he's doing with the structure you won't be able to put it down. Then you'll read it again.
This only impresses people who have only been reading for 1 year.
>only impresses people who have only
And after just 12 months of reading my writing is already better than yours. But stick with it, anon, I believe in you!
Missed a comma, lil’ guy.
>lil'
it's real
Keep telling yourself that.
>but stick with it((,)) anon, i believe in you
You don't say, pretentious twat
God bless you all.
>Chapter 7
I wish I could go back and read it for the first time again
Read this when I was 12 and loved it. Don't remember much. Will reread it some day.
>people keep posting shit I really wanna read but I can't because I'm only a third of the way through moby dick and I can't afford to lose my momentum
STOP MAKING THREADS ABOUT INTERESTING BOOKS
JUST TALK ABOUT SHIT FOR TWO FRICKING WEEKS
AAAAAAA
also I really liked invisible cities. one of those books that really lingers in my mind, I keep thinking back to it. would love to be able to write something like that someday.
Is it as pretentious as Invisible Cities? That was the most simultaneously deep yet shallow book I've read. This guy's like a cleverer version of Paulo Coelho.
thats a low blow come on
Do you really find Invisible Cities that pretentious? It's a simple book about how you can love a place and find everything in it, and how the world in general can be a beautiful place. I think it's a wonderful book.
It's a great literary book of if you like Borges. Similarly Cosmiccomic ficciones is more like a mathematical philosophy of science and the universe. The short stories in Last Comes The Raven were so masterful and pleasurable I read the book again the next day. I have little to say about Invisible Cities but his last novel Mr. Palomar is slept on, I will be scanning the final bits for posting they're excellent epigraphs.
Reading some of his non-fiction now. big chunk on translation and the evolution of the novel, it's changing utility, copying as writing, style as craft but not authenticity like in painting where progress, truth, realism is an illusion and only a broadening horizon of potentiality should be sought not a vertical track toward a point of arrival. stuff like that
I like this bit from today about chairs being an abomination as bipeds (Madame de Sevigne: Almost all our ills come from sitting in chairs) . His ideal form would be a snake at his desk coiled evenly distributing his weight and sensations, but no wait rather it will be the octopus that replaces us
from The Written World and the Unwritten World
>..most of the books I've written and intend to write originate in the idea that writing such a book seemed impossible to me. When I'm convinced that a certain type of book is completely beyond the capacities of my temperament and my technical skills, I sit down at my desk and start writing it.
>That's what happened with my novel 'If on a winter's nigh at traveler.' I began by imagining all the types of novel that I will never write; then I tried to write them, to evoke in myself the creative energy of ten different imaginary novelists.
btw OP the Everyman's Library edition has an introduction by Peter Washington that is very helpful if you're confused about what you signed up for
from Why Do You Write?
>Because I am dissatisfied with what I have already written and would like in some way to correct it, complete it, offer an alternative. In this sense, there wasn't a "first time" when I started writing. Writing has always been an attempt to erase something I've already written and replace it with something I still don't know if I'll succeed in writing.