No Sleep ‘Til Whitman…
Wednesday, July 2nd by Shane
Cold kickin’ it live
Via Paper Cuts, this website talks about how Brooklyn inspired Uncle Walt to write that book about leaves. It is boring. I mean, it’s not boring if you love Walt Whitman and it’s not boring if you like looking at old maps and stuff, but for me it’s super boring. Sorry if I can’t roll with a bunch of old timey stuff at the moment, but I have a Kerry King solo to watch.
Levi at Litkicks really wants to finish Ulysses, but instead he’s reading other books that don’t make him feel dumb. Well, not dumb, but you know. He read Austen and Chandler and that terrible Eay, Pray, Love instead, and will probably squeeze a dozen more titles under his belt before he finishes Joyce’s gauntlet. I empathize like you wouldn’t believe, Levi.
It’s no secret that I think at least 75% of Guardian’s book articles are complete garbage, but now you can find out how much Scott from Conversational Reading agrees with me. He doesn’t really tear them a new one, but he uses examples and critically evaluates it which we all know I’m very much against. I guess this isn’t something to read unless you want to hate something more, but why don’t you want to hate something more?
And why can’t we get sued?
That last one was from Ed and, finally, this is from Sarah Weinman- there is a prequel to Treasure Island guaranteed to suck. Some random dude wrote one and instead of being a kid’s book like the original, it’s going to have a bunch of screwing and maiming. Oh, and no buried treasure. What a dick. I wonder if Jar Jar’s in it.
