What are some good books about individualist anarchism?
You're gonna be collectively slaving away for the benefit of whichever lord... I mean "CAPTAIN OF INDUSTRY" enslaves you... I mean, writes up a contract of indentured servitude with you.
You guys are about to fall in love wayy to hard.
Odds and ends lie scattered about
Strangers, friends are left in doubt
To what was inside them in years gone before
What was behind the door?
Why do you hate me so much, /lit/? Is it just because I'm successful and you're not?
There is a pasta? I haven't actually seen it. I-I'm sorry... I got into an argument with a retarded friend about Coelho being shit, and instead of reading The Alchemist I wanted the 5 minute version from /lit/...
Are you creative and playful with your brain ?!?
Stories (and even individual parts of stories) have a resonant, alchemical relationship with the way
we experience life
I've tried to get into books, really I have. I started with the Greeks, tried to work my way through the works of Plato then the Iliad and Odyssey. Tried a bit of oriental philosophy books along with Sun Tzu's Art of War. And I just...don't feel it. I really don't feel any motivation to keep going with it. Even fictional books meant to be 'fun' and whatnot bore me. I think there are two main problems I have with books.
A) Very often people take 30-50 pages to describe a concept that could economically be explained in 3 paragraphs or less if you...
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A) Just a case of reading better books, good writers know not to waste a single word.
B) It's probably better to finish a book before arguing with it, but if you dont like it just drop it.
Aside from that ask yourself why are you reading anyway, because of some vague idea of being "well read", or are you actually interested in reading them?
The Japanese read horror during the summer because it "gives them the chills" and helps cool them off accordingly.
Time to scare the bejeezus out of ourselves.
Post more holy-living-christ-what-was-that-noise-I'm-sleeping-with-the-lights-on-forever-tier horror novels.
Only book I've read that induced actual fear is Night Work, by Thomas Glavinic.
A man wakes up one morning and everyone else is gone. It's like a zombie movie with no zombies, just utter existential dread.
even ray bradbury wrote that sort of crap (and we were forced to read it in the school, phh), 'the vacation', who cares of some australian from 50 years past bradbury
Hey /lit/, I'm looking for non-fic with god-tier prose, interested in any subject I guess. One example of this would be James Agee's Let Us Now Praise Famous Men. Not really interested in memoirs (it's mostly whiny middle-aged women), but if the prose is absolutely top-notch (as in Nabokov's Speak, Memory) then I'll accept it.
We could also turn this into a non-fic sharethread, if anyone's interested.
La Bible d'Amiens - Proust
Anything by Walter Isaacson
Essays - Montaigne
Illuminations - Benjamin
The Three Christs of Ypsilanti - Rokeach
Theological-Political Treatise - Spinoza
Birth of Tragedy - Nietzsche
Laocoön - Lessing
Why Read the Classics? - Calvino
Im not sure Devil in the White City counts but I'll include it
Just writing this in the post box, tell me what you think of it
Snow-Balls have flown their Arcs, starr'd the Sides of Outbuildings, as of Cousins, carried Hats away into the brisk Wind off Delaware,- the Sleds re brought in and their Runners carefully dried and greased, shoes deposited in the back Hall, a stocking'd-foot Descent made upon the great Kitchen, in a purposeful Dither since Morning, punctuated by the ringing Lids of various Boilers and Stewing-Pots, fragrant with Pie-Spices, peel'd Fruits, Suet, heated Sugar,- the Children, having all upon the Fly, among rhythmic slaps of Batter and Spoon, coax 'd and stolen what they might, proceed, as upon each afternoon all this snowy Advent, to a comfortable Room at the rear of the House, years since given over to their carefree Assaults.
Was he a overrated hack or was he legit a litterary genius?
tfw satan is real and has altered the word of god...
Satan is a fairy-tale and god is a metaphysical being beyond all human comprehension.
The world as you know it is over every nanosecond.
Where have you submitted?
How did your rejection letters go? Any personal ones and not form rejections?
Some retarded local shit rag called Perversion Magazine. 3 months later, no response, and it's a no pay market.
Form letter rejection from Clarkesworld.
Awaiting a response from Phobos.
On the final edit of a short story, horror story, that I worked on in a workshop, will try to find a place to submit that next.
Rejected from everywhere (20 agents and several publications, though obviously I wasn't sending the agents the same thing as the pubs) expect for some lameass places online that published some of my stuff.
Thinking about finally getting an e-reader
Everyone keeps suggesting I get the Kindle Paperwhite
Does /lit/ agree?
splortersplax et en deau. fenderways oer yonder bast blexis and bejoy. attaway lies gold and silver. unto ferrowinds and red you traxk, fleur weighting upon yew. luvibration sleeps low betwixt synapse and skin.
>My name is Recktall Brown.
Did I get memed, and why do I like this?
I'm on page 400. it's hilarious. otto is a spitting image of most of the people on /lit.
>thinks he can write
>can't really write
>tries way to hard
>everyone thinks he's gay
it's funny how artfag hipsters never change.