"They told him that his hear was so inflated and distorted that its clockwork only continued to function out of being too unimaginative to stop." -Louis DeBernieres, 'Seor Vivo and the Coca Lord'
I've been on a run since my I discovered my library privileges had been reinstated, or more accurately, that my fines had suddenly evaporated after a decade of probation.
My first check out since 1999 yielded a couple books, 'Fool' by Christopher Moore and 'Seor Vivo and the Coca Lord' by Louis De Bernieres. Both good books by a couple of my favorite writers. They were both good, as expected. I hoped for better from De Bernieres being a second, possible more refined piece of work than his first book, but it was still good. I still tore through it as fast as I could.
A second trip to the library had me drifting back to Moore. (I could have used a pun there, but I resisted, I think tastefully.) I stood in the library vexed. I don't know any new authors. I don't know about any new books. I haven't had a book recommended to me since my niece advised I read 'Twilight' ASAP, OMFG it's so dreamy and stuff. She doesn't talk like that but...no she does. Beyond Stephanie Meyer I had nothing to go on. Luckily there's impulse in the new release section where I found a new book by Denis Johnson, somebody I'd read in college and liked very much and somebody that shares the name of my uncle. But it's not my uncle because Denis' name has one 'n' and his middle name isn't Murton. Honestly. Ask my grandparents if you want an explanation. Denis with one 'n' also wrote Jesus' Son, which was made into a movie. That was a smallish book and it's done now. I still got a Christopher Moore book, but I was happy to branch out from the usual suspects. I've been sticking to my standards for a while, also including Douglas Adams, Kurt Vonnegut, Mary Doria Russell....there's really not very many more.
I was starting to worry for a bit because it had taken me an upwards of a month to get through 'Tropic of Cancer' before throwing in the towel. You win, Hank. Last reading suggestion I ever take from Anais Nin. Ass. I'm not one to shrug off a book easily. I hammered away at 'Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance' for three months before I finished it. I was happy I did, it was compelling and I felt like I had a reason to complete the journey with the author unlike with Cancer where I had only a mild curiosity of how many more times he would reference syphilis and it's symptoms while hopping from one whore to the next.
I'm making the trip downtown to the library tomorrow to pick up some more materials. More CD's for sure. Those are easy decisions. Books? Not so simple, not for me. I can't stand getting into a book that I don't like. I feel like it's such a waste of time. Not that mine is at a premium, I just don't deal well with disappointment. I'm looking for suggestions. Perhaps based on what I read, but not necessarily.
Just reading a bit from Christopher Moore's blog:
"Time Machine Working Great. Off to tell my younger self that theres a reason why that chick at the disco has such big hands."
-and-
"TimeTrvlTweet:Cro Magnons made me chief. The wheel? Fire? Nope.. Turned out, teaching Cro Magals reverse cow girl did the trick"
There's a reason I keep going back. There's a reason it's a good place to be.
I've been on a run since my I discovered my library privileges had been reinstated, or more accurately, that my fines had suddenly evaporated after a decade of probation.
My first check out since 1999 yielded a couple books, 'Fool' by Christopher Moore and 'Seor Vivo and the Coca Lord' by Louis De Bernieres. Both good books by a couple of my favorite writers. They were both good, as expected. I hoped for better from De Bernieres being a second, possible more refined piece of work than his first book, but it was still good. I still tore through it as fast as I could.
A second trip to the library had me drifting back to Moore. (I could have used a pun there, but I resisted, I think tastefully.) I stood in the library vexed. I don't know any new authors. I don't know about any new books. I haven't had a book recommended to me since my niece advised I read 'Twilight' ASAP, OMFG it's so dreamy and stuff. She doesn't talk like that but...no she does. Beyond Stephanie Meyer I had nothing to go on. Luckily there's impulse in the new release section where I found a new book by Denis Johnson, somebody I'd read in college and liked very much and somebody that shares the name of my uncle. But it's not my uncle because Denis' name has one 'n' and his middle name isn't Murton. Honestly. Ask my grandparents if you want an explanation. Denis with one 'n' also wrote Jesus' Son, which was made into a movie. That was a smallish book and it's done now. I still got a Christopher Moore book, but I was happy to branch out from the usual suspects. I've been sticking to my standards for a while, also including Douglas Adams, Kurt Vonnegut, Mary Doria Russell....there's really not very many more.
I was starting to worry for a bit because it had taken me an upwards of a month to get through 'Tropic of Cancer' before throwing in the towel. You win, Hank. Last reading suggestion I ever take from Anais Nin. Ass. I'm not one to shrug off a book easily. I hammered away at 'Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance' for three months before I finished it. I was happy I did, it was compelling and I felt like I had a reason to complete the journey with the author unlike with Cancer where I had only a mild curiosity of how many more times he would reference syphilis and it's symptoms while hopping from one whore to the next.
I'm making the trip downtown to the library tomorrow to pick up some more materials. More CD's for sure. Those are easy decisions. Books? Not so simple, not for me. I can't stand getting into a book that I don't like. I feel like it's such a waste of time. Not that mine is at a premium, I just don't deal well with disappointment. I'm looking for suggestions. Perhaps based on what I read, but not necessarily.
Just reading a bit from Christopher Moore's blog:
"Time Machine Working Great. Off to tell my younger self that theres a reason why that chick at the disco has such big hands."
-and-
"TimeTrvlTweet:Cro Magnons made me chief. The wheel? Fire? Nope.. Turned out, teaching Cro Magals reverse cow girl did the trick"
There's a reason I keep going back. There's a reason it's a good place to be.