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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...
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Thank you based frogposter
beautiful
>>8180613
Judging from the fact I've seen this thread about six times it looks like you also became an avid shitposter about three months ago.
Here's a story for you guys.
/sci/ liked it overall... I don't know if that's good or bad...
http://pastebin.com/EE3iJjFa
Hot. There needs to be more maths
>>8180566
I can feel my brain cells individually committing suicide while reading this.
>>8181930
Thanks. This makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
What is the literary equivalent of Meshuggah?
BUMP
"Rational Gaze"
Squint your eyes to see clearly. Blur reality to make
it real
Let focus go from your deceiving eyes to know what's
been concealed
We've all been blinded - Subjects to visual
misinformation
A systematic denial of the crystalline
To see the fine grain, to read the hidden words
The context of parallel truth - Devoid of
fragmentation
Our light-induced image of truth - Filtered blank of
its substance
As our eyes won't adhere to intuitive lines
Everything examined, Separated,...
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Last one, my favorite by them. Imagine chaotic polyrhythms that bend your mind but you can still obnoxiously headbang to in 4/4:
"Straws Pulled At Random"
What solace lies in the arms of fate
The ill embrace of uncertainty
When did I leave this in other hands
To be pulled down at chance
Ripped away by destiny-claws
Am I another of fate's possessions
Dwelling the lie of freedom
Just another straw pulled at random
Reclaimed by deceiving time
A silent judgement I can not overrule
Drawn back into the origin-vortex
Uprooted...
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>>8180757
The ending is dark, but the song after the lyrics gets incredibly sublime. "Here two 4/4-measures consist of two patterns of 13/16 notes and one 'fitpiece' of 6/16 notes (2 * 13/16 + 6/16 = 32/16 = two 4/4-measures). The pattern of 13/16 notes consist of two sub-patterns of 5/16 notes and one 'fitpiece' of 3/16 notes (2 * 5/16 + 3/16 = 13/16 = one pattern."
http://tabportal.com/files/meshuggah/straws_pulled_at_random/1839837.html
Represent a 4chan board with a major author
>/tv/
>/d/
/lit/ is all the faces DFW makes on that German interview.
>/r9k
>>8180238
no discernible talent
i liked remembering all of the names of the jews in everything is illuminated
I think that he eez of the Jew!!
Honestly no idea.
what is so great about post-modern literature? it is not height of literature or anything like that.
>hasnt read Gaddis
HAW HAW
>>8180034
why are DFW and TP held in the highest distinction of writers today?
>>8180044
they're novel andpopular
>had a long spring semester (tons of essays, read all of House of Leaves in 2 weeks for a class)
>summer is finally here and I have free time to read what I want
>the thought of reading feels daunting and tedious
I'm an English major and I really struggle with inhaling books the way other people seem to be able to. I remember reading for hours when I was little, but now I can barely muster the attention for 5 pages. Maybe the books I was reading as a kid were below my reading level and the books I want to read now are above my (comfortable) reading level. Or maybe the internet has fucked me up. Maybe the side effects of starting Prozac a few weeks ago are compounding these problems.
Sorry for the diary post. I'm just frustrated because I want to huff books the way others do, but I don't feel like I have the fortitude, discipline, or energy to do it. Feel free to sage and/or post that 5 pages a day copypasta.
>>8179919
Why don't you read some easier books just for fun, then gradually build it up. Have there be a degree of transition, it might increase your enjoyment of books.
>>8179919
I had to read House of Leaves for a class quick too, I feel you.
>have the flu
>depressed
>don't work out
>don't read
>just spend all day on the internet and eat burgers
How's the writing career coming, /lit/?
got a couple short stories published
trashed half a novel because rl drama
i am confused about what my new project is
>>8179888
>writing career
DON'T DO THAT.jpg
Seriously, don't. Daily reminder the most successful books of all times were written by people who weren't "professional writers".
>>8179928
I don't think writing career implies you do it as a full time job anyway
post some damn words fuckers don't be shy
>throwaway practice stuff
the breeze blew, and my cheek grew cold. I felt the dampness of my sorrow lifted by the warm southern wind and carried off into the sunset that sat before me. it sprawled indissoluble across the awesome canvas seated at the head of the world, a great luminous golden crown meant to be marveled by the constituents of god. trees trembled and grass shivered as the gust pushed through them with an indifferent insistence on carrying onward without a loss of haste. I took in the moments as deeply as I could, envying the airs unwieldingness and unforgivingness- if only i had half the courage found in the invisible force. that was the entire reason I was even standing in the field. I let her be stolen from right in front of me, I stood and watched and geeked anxiously while the love of my life was swept off her feet. every second since then has been a tortorous reminder, every item and action a hot iron pressed to my hand, one continuous stream of inevitable emotional self-torment. even immediately after, the cooling of the nervous sweat that had collected at my collar instead stung like molten wax poured over the nape of my neck, telling me I should have stopped it instead of condensate like a forgotten glass of milk. the weak knees that barely found the reserve to pedal my bike away from the terrible scene were only weak from resisting the urge to crumble to ground in disglorious defeat. the hot sun that beat upon my skin took note from the manner of my wracking mind, so oppressive and overbearing the inability to think clamped my muscles rigid. it had fallen significantly since then, now dipping its toe into the horizon, and with it the heat, giving way to the cool atmosphere of summer twilight. so too had my emotions worked off their heat, subsiding to a dull roar settled in the very back of my mind. I gazed almost slackjawed in apathy at the creepingly purple sky as the thunderous almighty finale of the day eased into the soft hued innocence of the night. a handful of stars pricked the darkening hemisphere, with the light of venus tearing a pinhole between the clashing evening colors. the spectacle only served as a stark contrast to the brutal ugliness that had thrashed at my innards all day. a buzzing and stinging interrupted my reverie, a sign of the needled onslaught about to feast upon my flesh. disinterested in being turned into mosquito fodder i gathered my things and my thoughts and set across the field, walking into the gaping hole left in the sky after the sun abandoned it.
The end to a flash fiction piece i wrote a while back. If there's interest, i'll post the rest. I know it's melodramatic but hey, come on.
It is only now that I have found the clarity of mind to write you. Stay away, I beg you. If you come to collect me, I will surely tear out your throat with my nails. There is something in this town that must rise from the springs and sewers underneath the city and into the air which we breathe. Opium of sorts, killing pain and worry and instead making my life a beautiful life just walking and admiring myself and...
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>>8179910
>It is back now, rising up from beneath the carpet that my feet, now blue and veiny, grow cold as I write to you
there are a couple of spots like this that are written very poorly, to the point of incomprehensibility. fix those and make it less young adult and it should be better
> When we read, another person thinks for us: we merely repeat his mental process. In learning to write, the pupil goes over with his pen what the teacher has outlined in pencil: so in reading; the greater part of the work of thought is already done for us. This is why it relieves us to take up a book after being occupied with our own thoughts. And in reading, the mind is, in fact, only the playground of another’s thoughts. So it comes about that if anyone spends almost the whole day in reading, and by way of relaxation devotes the intervals to some...
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I'm not sure this is true. I think a lot as I read. Interesting sentences are like seeds for a dark garden. What grows from them can be very different from the progenitors.
>>8179556
Literally "I sucked 5 cocks before lunch today": The post.
Yeah, no. I think about shit when I read.
>>8179556
But you're still a faggot for putting it this way
I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE, /LIT/
Please give me resources to overcoming this overwhelming existential crisis I'm experiencing. I just feel so alone in this world and any literature I read doesn't seem to help.
>Inb4 baby's first existential crisis
Don't even think about posting that stupid flowchart, I've been staring at it for hours.
Pic semi-related
Have some pasta instead:
People don't change. You can try to change, and you can pretend to be the person you wanted to change into, and in effect you will be no different than if you had changed, except that it will require constant unceasing effort on your behalf to maintain your pretensions, and the slightest lapse will send you sliding immediately back to who you were before. Someone who is "naturally" that person maintains their behaviour without effort - someone who changes into that person will never do anything more than pretend, and the pretension...
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>>8179355
Not sure I understand. Are you telling me to kill myself?
Not saying I wouldn't, I'm just afraid of the prospect
was he autistic?
my diary desu
>>8179309
Lmao, what. To me he just seemed as a super chill guy
no, he just had a superior brain and thought patterns than your own
hence your inability to comprehend the sublime beauty of this book
How is it possible to be a great writer if you haven't really lived?
I've never experienced true love or overcome any great adversity in my life. I write everything from the perspective of somebody imagining those situations, without any of the authenticity.
I understand the common response will be 'just use your imagination', however it is difficult to do this without feeling you're a complete fraud, and that your writing thus lacks that special spark.
Any other shut-in's struggle to write?
She doesn't look like that man at all.
>>8179190
Write about the struggles of being a shut-in.
This dumb ass question gets asked every week on this board. Experience helps but its not necessary. There is nothing about literature that must only come from experience. Literature is removal, in fact it essentially has nothing to do with experience. That's literally the whole point - to travel beyond your own borders, to remove yourself from yourself. You're not thinking about it right.
How do I force myself to finish a book? I seem to go in a few chapters then suddenly I lose interest which makes shift to a new one and now I suddenly have 5 books I've started but barely read half of it
>>8179130
just dont finish them
if you are not intrested then its not worth reading
read philosophy
>>8179137
Don't say that, there'll be plenty of parts in books for new readers that they will find a slog to get through, or dry, or too long.
If he's bored in a book now he won't be able to finish philosophy anyway.
>>8179130
Why not post the books you're reading and can't finish op and say the problem with them.
>>8179130
damnnn...... She probably has fine taste in literature.
Friends recommended it, but should they stay friends?
>>8178632
No, you Don't deserve friends
>>8178632
Suffers from classic worldbuildingitis; each book grows increasingly devoid of actual plot. Plus they brought in that hack Sanderson to write the last one.
The World of Time as a whole is very entertaining. I really loved the world, the magic, most of the characters, the history etc. Book seven, eight and nine are a bit slower but still entertaining, book ten is a whooole lot slower, but book eleven really picks up and twelve, thirteen and fourteen by Sanderson are pretty entertaining as well. Recommended.
