Showing posts with label James Cain. Show all posts
Showing posts with label James Cain. Show all posts

Friday, September 9, 2011

Cain is the cream cheese on my bagel. I couldn't believe how much controversy, treachery, and web of alibis he packed into this skinny thing. Its really good. I thought it was similar to "the postman..." but hardboiled mysteries swing that way sometimes. Such a fan.



If Cain is the cream cheese, this is the jam! I can't believe I picked up two copies of this book on accident... whoopsies. Its like the time I picked up Block's book "Nymph" for a YA class. Yea right. Unlike Block, these are pretty fly and are written to the supherb extent of Georges Bataille. I didn't mean to rhyme, but I'm stoked.


Okay now back to writing...

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

I don't even remember

but I haven't quit. Yea like I said, I don't really remember what books I have read lately, but I am still on it. I attempted to read John Sayles' Moment in the Sun, but I will get back to that giant thing.

Instead I picked up.. and am in official fan of Cain. This title reminded me more of a Yates story with the web of love triangles. No murders here, but a lot of heart break.


I am also reading How to read literature like a professor, which I should have read years ago, and just like Manguel's books, it has hooked me onto more reads. For the first time I thought, f*** I might not read all the books I want to by the time I croak.
Right now I'm reading the classic

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It's a nightmare, its anarchy, it bloody sunday... its a fucking old book. But its fantastic!

I know I used to rant more about what I thought about this book and that...hey let's have coffee instead.

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Hamster running the wheel

I have to admit I am mighty comfortable in this new, but temporary job... in an office. The environment I've dreaded and everyone is nice, intelligent, hardworking, and they treat their employees well! I have a month left of school, two months of DUI class, and then start summer school in the midst of that- work three jobs that are equivalent to working full time, but nothing more. I miss making things, riding bicycles.. - okay mostly those two things that I somehow picked up because I didn't have so much to do. I still have read to keep some sanity, but as my friend said "You have been reading a lot of violent books lately." I think when anything is referred to L'Stranger and existentialism, the only way they can express that is through violence... so I think that it just happened to be a common theme. Have I ever added that The Stranger is a favorite and really made me interested in reading again.


This book I am reading now, and he is apparently what is to Spain as Celine is to France. I still can't sense the maddening aspect of it halfway through, but we'll see. It's very good so far.. its tragic, but in a dark humorous way. I guess I'm a little desensitized after reading...

This was apparently Camus influence for the Stranger, and it has to be one of the most entertaining and intelligent things I've read. I am not a huge mystery reader, but this is fantastic..

A second part! I loved Books, but this was so so. I read halfway through the short memoir and I wasn't fancied by it. It is more about his career and his famous friends are interesting- Kesey, Sontag, blah blah.. I guess I get turned off by name droppers, even though its unintentional for the most part.. (i.e. Patti Smith).