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thougts on kerouac's work other than on the road?
>>7830786
I read the whole "Road Novels" collection that Library of America put out. They're equally entertaining as On the Road if you like Kerouac. It's a shame he never found a sustainable way to live. It would have been interesting to hear what he had to say about the changes that happened in America after his death. I would also like to hear his reaction to Bukowski's criticism.
I tried reading Big Sur, but found it a drag. It's the first book he published after he became a celebrity, so you can see the damage it did. He was definitely one of those cursed poets... but I prefer Bukowski. I'd rather be sly than stupid.
daily reminder that if you think kerouac is good you are an uncultured pleb.
New poetry critique thread
last one's done dead
She said “Andy, you're better than your past”
Winked at me and drained her glass
Cross-legged on a barstool, like nobody sits anymore
She said “Andy you're taking me home”
But I knew she planned to sleep alone
I'd carry her to bed, sweep up the hair from her floor
If I'd fucked her before she got sick I'd never hear the end of it
She don't have the spirit for that now
We just drink our drinks and laugh out loud
And bitch about the weekend crowd
And try to ignore the elephant somehow
Somehow
She said “Andy, you crack me up”
Seagram's in a coffee cup
Sharecropper eyes, and the hair almost all gone
When she was drunk, she made cancer jokes
Made up her own doctors' notes
Surrounded by her family, I saw that she was dying alone
But I'd sing her classic country songs and she'd get high and sing along
She don't have a voice to sing with now
We burn these joints in effigy and cry about what we used to be
And try to ignore the elephant somehow, somehow
I've buried her a thousand times, given up my place in line
But I don't give a damn about that now
There's one thing that's real clear to me: No one dies with dignity
We just try to ignore the elephant somehow
skin skin skin
toni morrison's skin
skinned, fisted, gagged
bodybagged
white priv
3 fingers 4
put your whole hand in me
now the other one
can you clap?
tight, huh?
>>7830180
1/10
Dude...
How come no one ever talks about him?
>>7829825
Because /lit/ is comprised of undergrads who sincerely believe the meme trilogy and 1984 is the height of great literature.
>>7829825
Most havent read him
I have to critique a informal letter (written in slang) in essay format
no bulletpoints 4-6 paragraphs long
What help me get started /lit/ im a foreign exchange student learning english
So the letter goes like
"Yo whats up? Me name is jay how you doing? i wanted to talk to you but can't so i wrote this just saying whats up again..."
its 3 paragraphs of slang and i need to point out whats wrong with it
can /lit/ help me
>>7829770
We're not going to do your homework, you chode
>>7829780
Help me get started, and need ideas of critique to stretch it out, i don't request you guys to do the entire thing for me just help me warm up thanks
what does /lit/ think of william sleator
woah blast from the past man i read that in like 8th grade or some shit i still remember it, that's actually a p good book for impressionable little shits to read, assuming ur in a freedom loving culture like america, europeans/muslims/chinamen will probably hate it
>>7829430
The message was pretty much that you are immune to the government if you are gay
Does anyone on here read César Aira’s books? He’s one of my favourite contemporary authors.
"Embalse" is probably the novel I like most (seems like there might be no English translation – I read it in German), but "Shantytown", "The Conversations", "Ghosts", "Las Noches de Flores" are all very good, I think.
I randomly picked out the Musical Brain from the New shelf at the library. It was pretty good t b h. I especially like the story about the girl making origami napkins at the cafe. Once I learned about his improv-style writing process, I couldn't help but notice it. Like there would be moments where it was obvious he was pulling plot points out of his ass. But at the same time it could come off charmingly wistful and true to life. That was probably the biggest asset and detriment to his writing. I'll probably check out something else by him.
I've read a few of his books -
while I can see someone "good" behind them, there's a certain air of short exercises behind his books.
There's no structure, but talent - without the structure the talent just noodles along. It's like going to a Paganini concert and listen to him play finger-exercises for 20 minutes, and then it's over.
I would up liking this more than I thought I would. What comes next? I hear his Amber series was pretty good.
I was in your boat, positively surprised by Lord Of Light. Started reading the Amber series, bored to death, dropped it at book 4, it just repeats itself forever
I read the first 5 books of Amber, I thought they were pretty good, a bit more like traditional high fantasy than Lord of Light. I intend to finish the last 4 books at some time.
Creatures of Light and darkness is also good.
Lord of Light is probably the best though.
You could also try PsychoShop, started by Bester, finished by Zelazny.
What is the best version of Lolita to buy in its original language (English)
I had this one and the annotations are helpful, but they are not essential to the experience.
>>7827949
Thanks. I think of getting just the book but I was just asking what the best quality of book is out there?
I want to speak in prismatic dream tones.
Feel the fire slip out of my
mouth and modify the world below,
cleansing and clarifying it.
But my words are dust and
they're caught in the current
of the wind the world makes.
And if they were to land,
would they cover the crowded floor,
or join with the dirt this dust makes?
B-
What is the point of a poem?
To express.
What is the point of expression?
To understand.
What is the point of understanding?
To create.
What is the point of creation?
To communicate.
What is the point of communicating?
To write a poem.
(written in a circle)
>tfw you'll never get to fuck Gandalf's beard pussy
>>7827937
>tfw such a big LOTR fan that I am actually triggered.I-it's childhood nostalgia, I-I swear.
Thoughts on "Freedom With Writing"?
http://www.freedomwithwriting.com/
and some of the sites on this list?
http://www.freedomwithwriting.com/freedom/uncategorized/54-writing-platforms-that-pay-writers/
Any other opportunities for payed writing?
>wanting to get paid for writing
sure is philistine in here
>>7827686
I am so poor :'(
Should one read the Greek tragedies, or should they watch them?
Both.
If you could share one important lesson from all of the literature you have read what would it be?
Wardine be cry.
>>7827192
That's deep...
Has anyone ever finished this 925-page trainwreck?
Everyone always is repeating the whole of them. Always, one having loving repeating to getting completed understanding must have in them an open feeling, a sense for all the slightest variations in repeating, must never lose themselves so in the solid steadiness of all repeating that they do not hear the slightest variation. If they get deadened by the steady pounding of repeating, they will not learn from each one even though each one always is repeating the whole of them. They will not learn the completed history of them, they will not know the being really in them.
As I was saying everyone always is repeating the whole of them. As I was saying sometimes it takes many years of listening, seeing, living, feeling, loving the repeating there is in some before one comes to a completed understanding. This is now a description of such a way of hearing, seeing, feeling, living, loving, repetition.
Mostly everyone loves someone's repeating. Mostly everyone then, comes to know then the being of someone by loving the repeating in them, the repeating coming out of them. There are some who love everybody's repeating, this is now a description of such loving in one ...There are many ways of beginning this description and now once more to make a beginning.
Third voiceover excerpt from Gertrude Stein:
Always then slowly each one comes to be a whole one to me. As I was saying loving repeating in every one, hearing always all repeating, coming to completed understanding of each one is to me a natural way of being.
There are many that I know and always more and more I know it. They are all of them repeating and I hear it. They are all of them living and I know it. More and more I understand it, always more and more it has completed history in it.
Every one has there own being in them. Every one is of a kind of men and women. Always more and more I know the whole history of each one. This is now a little a description of such knowing in me. This is now a little a description of beginning of hearing repeating all around me.
...this is now a description of all of them. There must then be a whole history of each one of them. There must then now be a description of all repeating. Now I will tell all the meaning to me in repeating, the loving there is in me for repeating. ...There is then now and here the loving repetition, this is then, now and here, a description of the loving of repetition and then there will be a description of all the kinds of ways there can be seen to be kinds of men and women. Then there will be realized the complete history of everyone, the fundamental character of everyone, the bottom nature in them, the mixtures in them, the strength and weakness of everything they have inside them, the flavour of them, the meaning in them, the being in them, and then you have a whole history then of each one. Everything then they do in living is clear to the completed understanding, their living, loving, eating, pleasing, smoking, thinking, scolding, drinking, working, dancing, walking, talking, laughing, sleeping, everything in them. There are whole beings then, they are themselves inside them, repeating coming out of them makes a history of each one of them.
Always from the beginning there was to me all living as repeating. This is now a description of my feeling. As I was saying listening to repeating is often irritating, always repeating is all of living, everything in a being is always repeating, more and more listening to repeating gives to me completed understanding. Each one slowly comes to be a whole one to me. Each one slowly comes to be a whole one in me.
I want to talk about Witold Gombrowicz.
I got the feeling that he is just like a drama queen:
"Oww nooo I can be myself in this woooorld everything is just a part of something I cant stand this omfg, I'm just the function of other people ooowww" sth like that.
I'd like smb to prove me wrong and encourage me to read his work.
GOMBROWICZ WAS A GREAT POET. OP, TELL ME WHY
HE JUST DON'T DELIGHT ME. AND THE CLASS ISN'T DELIGHTED AS WELL.
