Yeah, fair enough! Not all memoirs are for everyone.
I just meant not ALL of it is meant to be funny. She's pretty candid and straightforward about her bedwetting, but her depression and over-medication especially.
Well, I read The Hobbit once again. Still trampling through The Silmarillion. Starting The Fellowship of the Ring.
I really want to finish these LotR books because I want to finish the Earthsea novels and also read Wicked.
<PaperStar> live fast, die young, bad plefs do it well
I'm reading two things, the first Harry Potter and the Method of Rationality. It's a fan fiction were Harry is extremely smart/borderline evil, kind of like Yagami Light, and is trying to merge science and magic and possibly take over the world.
The second is called Worm and is set in a world with super heroes in it. It's kind of like a Marvel or DC universe except far darker and more realistic as people sometimes die in very gruesome ways. Which is to be expected when psychopaths are running around with super powers. Also, all the powers are surprisingly unique.
BJ got a tablet for his birthday, and he's been letting me use it. I got a manga app and have been reading manga like bananas. I have a few ongoing series on my list but I just finished Private Prince, which was not bad. Just started Welcome to the NHK last night but it might be a little too shounen for my tastes; gonna give it a few more chapters.
About 28%( thank you kindle) in to The End of all Songs by Michael Moorcock, been quite funny and interesting
Gonna give time travel a rest for a while, it's all i've been reading for ages, and give the fantasy genre another crack of the whip, not read any fantasy really since LOFT, and if i'm honest that bored me.
Gonna get stuck in to the Mazalan Book of the Fallen series.
Discovering that all of the knowledge I hoarded about ancient Egypt as a kid has not gone totally unused as there are quite a few references to gods and terminology in American Gods and I am stupidly satisfied that I am catching them all.
It's finally starting to pick up and I am pretty stoked to see where it goes.
(I feel kind of dirty using this. Like, should I have shion's permission to use it, first? It's just the only fitting emote)
American Gods is so exquisitely perfectly yummy. It might even be time for me to read it again.
Please, if you have comments on the book after you're done, make them all positive or I'll be forced to hate you forever.
I mean, not really, but I'll be super super sad and maybe even cry a little.
Well, it's been rough to get into. My fabulous Neil Gaiman and a succubus with an enveloping vagina do not really mix. That was a disturbingly off-putting scene!
Shadow has been an incredibly boring character up until just recently, I've felt like he's just so goddamn bland. The chapter with Salim and the ifrit are where things changed for me, and I started to find the story interesting and curious rather than a chore. And since visiting The Egypt Crew Mortuary, things have been awesome. I'm on board now. Still trying to figure out what god Shadow is, though, as he obviously is one.
Also, somehow Wednesday has defaulted in my mind to a mixture of Jackie Earle Haley and Tom Waits. And maybe Mickey Rourke.
I'm not going to defend it here, but it works. Try not to dwell on it, though.
That's the best part, figuring it out, seeing how it unfolds.
I had this in my head from the beginning.
A little cliched perhaps, but I couldn't shake it once it was there.
I can see that. Old curmudgeony men with gruff voices are the representation of Wednesday.
No, I like Mickey Earle Waits better. I just didn't think of it at the time.
Also, to stay on topic, I'm reading Making Your Own Days: The Pleasures of Reading and Writing Poetry by Kenneth Koch.
Our Mutual Friend by Dickens. He was my favorite author in high school, and I decided to revisit him and see if he still holds up. It was a bit of an awkward transition as I've been contently treading in the waters of the modernists and post-modernists for a couple of years now, which is obviously way different than Victorian literature. But being Dickens' last completed novel, I find that it actually anticipates modernism in a lot of ways. The characters are a good deal more cerebral and dynamic than what I remember from Dickens' earlier works.
I'm enjoying it, about 300 pages in out of more than 800. The humor is absolutely spot-on; I find myself actually laughing out loud every few pages. Although the characters are less flat than I remember from previous encounters with Chuck, in true Dickens fashion the bad-guys are pretty smurfing bad, and the good guys are salt-of-the-earth paragons of humanity. The story is interesting and the descriptions of London, from the grimy soot-covered shacks to the most lavish of ballrooms, are very good. It's a nostalgic read and I'm having fun with it, basically.
I got Pumpkin her favorite Stephen King book for Christmas. It's Salem's Lot, and I've never read it, so now I'm getting around to it.
So far, it's pretty solid. Vampires are jerks.