Cried during Speaker of the Dead.
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Cried during Speaker of the Dead.
Just finished kill the dead. It was awesome. Not sure how things will progress now with so many important characters dead or gone, the world seems a little empty right now. Also sad about kinksi, I would have liked him and stark to have had a conversation. I hope lucifer is still about, he turned in to one of my favourite characters. Started aloha from hell last night but not got very far so too early to form an opinion.
Bigred, does kasabian remind you of boog? I don't know why, but both have the same voice in my imagination.
Just ordered this:
http://www.amazon.co.uk/Moonwalking-...8#lbhuc_804258
The last book I finished was the 10th of December. It's a set of short stories by an author with an interesting perspective. It's worth it, but it's not really a 'valuable' read.
Only read the majority of the vampire chronicles by Anne Rice. Are any of the other stuff worth reading? I can't imagine witches holding my interest the way vampires can.
Read books 1-4 from Sandman slim. Agree 3 is a little odd but 4 is a return to form. The series is prob my number 1 recommendation for someone wanting a fun and easy novel who has an even mild interest in any type of undead, vampires, magic, hell or the afterlife in general and is also part of the grand theft auto generation.
I've read the witch chronicles and they're pretty lame. I don't know why I picked up the first one at the time, but I was really disappointed. So I read the rest of the series to torture myself, I guess.
Actually, I do enjoy the plots of the Anne Rice books in the Vampire and Witch series. It's just that I hate every single sentence in them. She can come up with interesting scenarios, but she'd have done better off to just hand them off to a writer who is a bit more adventurous in the grammar department.
Don Winslow:
The Power of the Dog
The Winter of Frankie Machine
Mark Haddon:
The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time
Hubert Monteilhet:
Neropolis
Larry Collins and Dominique Lapierre:
The Fifth Horseman
O Jerusalem
It's a great book even if you don't run. It actually inspired me to try, and I hate running. I don't run now but loved the book.
taken some lit classes recently and there was a few works i really enjoyed-
twain's adventures of huckleberry finn
voltaire's cadide- hilarious
frederick douglass's a narrative of frederick douglass (personally account of slavery, just insane how in-tune with himself this man was, his eloquence is incredible for anyone, leave alone an uneducated slave)
God Bless you Mr Rosewater by my dawg KV was awesome as always. (i read that one for fun)
lolled @ calling Frederick Douglass uneducated, but then I was like, oh yeah :( ... no "formal" education.
He's certainly educated me.
"Without struggle, there is no progress."
-Frederick Douglass
Birdsong. Not sure if it's been mentioned before, it's often coveted in English literature class in UK schools, but you can't really appreciate how powerful a book it is when your 16yo. It's a moving and disturbing novel about the futility of war and the horrors of WW1.
I recently finished 'How to get filthy rich in rising Asia'. Here might be the first 3 paragraphs:
Look, unless you're writing one, a self-help book is an oxymoron. You read a self-help book so someone who isn't yourself can help you, that someone being the author. This is true of the whole self-help genre. It's true of how-to books, for example. And it's true of personal improvement books too. Some might even say it's true of religion books. But some others might say that those who say that should be pinned to the ground and bled dry with the slow slice of a blade across their throats. So it's wisest simply to note a divergence of views on that subcategory and move swiftly on.
None of the foregoing means self-help books are useless. On the contrary, they can be useful indeed. But it does mean that the idea of self in the land of self-help is a slippery one. And slippery can be good. Slippery can be pleasurable. Slippery can provide access to which would chafe if entered dry.
This book is a self-help book. Its objective, as it says on the cover, is to show you how to get filthy rich in rising Asia. And to do that it has to find you, huddled, shivering, on the packed earth under your mother's cot one cold, dewy morning. Your anguish is the anguish of a boy whose chocolate has been thrown away, whose remote controls are out of batteries, whose scooter is busted, whose new sneakers have been stolen. This is all the more remarkable since you've never in your life seen any of these things.
Really enjoyable and easy to read.
Got into Murder mystery/detective books. Read all the novels and short stories with Sherlock Holmes...and loved it.
Now reading God Delusion. Interesting information that was kept from me growing up in a fundamentalist home.