Right now I'm reading The Remarkable Miss Frankenstein by Minda Webber. I'm only on the first chapter but it looks pretty funny. To be followed by The Reluctant Miss Van Helsing.
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Im currently reading the Book Of Spirits about a hemarphodite witch who escapes France and is living in Virginia during the Poe era and even meet Edgar Allan Poe. She can psss either as a man or woman. depending on how shes dressed. Its book two, the first book was about her life in France and was entitled The Book Of Shadows by James Reese.
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I am currently going back and forth between two seperate books. Once I get towards the end of one book that I really enjoy, I often find myself picking up another to keep it from ending so quickly.
The first is Dark Is The Moon, by Ian Irving. It is volume three of The View Through The Mirror series. The second is Vampire Hunter D: Raiser of Gales, by Hideyuki Kikuchi. |
Invisible Monsters, by Chuck Palahniuk. Oh how I love his work - man's a fuckin' genius. In an, er, unique kinda way...
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On The Road by Jack Kerouac, I'm enjoying it. I hit a horribly depressing quote. "...and the prettiest girls in the world live in Des Moines", I read as the love of my life rotted away there. I should call her....
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Aside from Palahniuk, I also read the entire Anita Blake: Vampire Hunter series by Laurell K. Hamilton, at the request of a co-worker.
I genuninely enjoyed the first five or so in the series, and i really liked the protagonist alot. But then, at some point the books just got sleazier and sleazier. I lost some respect for Anita, and the series became almost laughably sexual. It started as a tough, competent protagonist in a clever little world where vampires live amongst us as legal citizens. But it devolved into, for lack of a better description, a series of tawdry romace novels with a preternatural twist. Vampire Porn. Anyone else as disappointed in the change in Anita Blake as me? |
I have to quote this for you all right now...because I just read it and it made me say (out loud) "ouchies"
" 'welcome to Seattle-Tacoma International Airport. The local time is 2:00 A.M., the outside temperature is 63 degrees, there is a semiconscious hooker gurgling at your feet.' The cabin fills with black smoke from fried wires and vaporized hydraulic fluid. One breath burns down his windpipe liked drain cleaner, telling Tucker that a second breath may kill him. He unfastens the harness and reaches into the dark for Meadow, connecting with her lace camisole, whic comes away in shreds in his hands. He stands, bends over, wraps an arm around her waist, and picks her up. She's light, maybe a hundred pounds, but Tucker has forgotten to pull up his pants and Jockey shorts, which cuff his ankles. He teeters and falls backward onto the control console between the pilot seats. Jutting from the console is the flap actuator lever, a foot long strip of steel topped by a plastic arrowheadlike tip. The tip catches Tuck in the rear of the scrotum. His and Meadow's compined weight drive him down on the lever, which tears through his scrotum, runs up inside the length of his penis, and emerges in a spray of blood. There are no words for the pain. No breath, no thought. Just deafening white and red noise. Tucker feels himself passing out and welcomes it. He drops Meadow, but she is conscious enough to hold on to his neck, and as she falls she pulls him off the lever, which reams its way back through him again. Without realizing it, he is standing, breathing. His lungs are on fire. He has to get out. He throws an arm around Meadow and drags her three feet to the hatch. He releases the hatch and it swings down, half open. It's designed for a plane that is standing on landing gear. Gloved hands reach into the opening and start pulling at it. 'We're going to get you out of there,' says a fireman. The hatch comes open with a shriek. Tuck sees blue and red flashing lights illuminating raindrops against a black sky, making it appear as if it is raining fire. He takes a single breath of fresh air, says, 'I've torn off my dick,' and falls forward." It was a long quote...but damn. I like this book so far! |
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If you are going to post a quote, lengthy or otherwise, please cite the name of the author and the title of the book. Plus when re-printing Copywritten material, you must always give credit to the source, no matter what. |
This thread.. haha! Taking me bloody ages! So far I'm on page 7!
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I heard it was really powerful, as was the book. Missed out on both. I'll have to add it to my "to read" list. |
I love that book!! People here have some damn good taste goin' on.
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Sorry guys...
Now crediting book - "Island of The Sequined Love Nun" by Christopher Moore |
"Prep" by Curtis Sittenfeld
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Metallica Unbound: The unofficial Biography (again)
2000 AD `Different Seasons` Stephen King |
Somebody reccomended My Story - Bill Clinton's memoire. I have to admit that I used to be nothing close to a Clinton fan, but decided to pick it up. They were right - Clinton, regardless of how he ran his personal life, really is the picture of the American Dream. He worked his way up from nothing - I really think he's a driven and intelligent man. I have also learned a lot about politics from the inside that I didn't know. I'd definitely recommend it to anyone interested in American politics, the civil rights movement, or Clinton himself.
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Lake of Souls - Darren Shan
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I just finished Frankenstein by Mary Shelley. That wasn't as boring as everyone told me it was. In fact, I rather liked it ^_^
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Poor monster. He was kinda starting to grow on me. I fucken hate Frankenstein - snivelling self-pitying cuntbag.
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I know! I was horrified in the end when he said he was going to kill himself, and I didn't like how Frankenstein never learned his lesson in the end. It just didn't seem conclusive to me. All should love the creature ^_^
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ann radcliffe
it might sound too naive but I am reading Ann radcliffe's 'The Romance of the Forest'. I enjoy it. After reading more recent gothic books I thought that I might return to the origin. I quite enjoy the deptness of description of emotions and moods by Ann Radcliffe. I have read many books but I haven't enjoy any other literature as much as I do gothic literature.
I am looking for new titles. I know that there are a few good websites out there giving a list of books and authors. It is always nicer to get recommendations. |
yes life is deep but sometimes it is helpful to see the simple things in life like playing games on xbox or looking for girl friends. I like to see it as a whole with its simpleness and its depth.
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I've just finished reading:
*"Fire To The Powder Keg" [Eberhardt Press]--A book about Gulf War 2. Unlike most books about Gulf War 2 [which focus more on its causes, the major political/military players & the reasons for the War], this book examines the Iraqi civilians's resistance to the U.$. & U.K. militaries occupying their land. In 1 of the last 2 chapters, the author mentions U.$. military recruitment that specifically targets urban, high school-attending/jobless poor Blacks & undocumented LaRaza [Spanish/Portuguese-speaking Brown folks], then war casualties & the drop in military recruitment. *"Kill The Indian, Save The Man" by Ward Churchill [City Lights Books]--University of Colorado political science professor/Amerikkkan Indian Movement activist Churchill extols the history of so-called "residential schools" for Indian children in the U.$. & Canada. These schools were designed to force Indian children to assimilate into dominant White settler culture by teaching the boys industrial trades & force them to wear military-style uniforms & haircuts; girls were taught to be domestic workers & only wore shown hair as punishment. Im addition, these Indian children were also accosted by White Catholic priests & adult menial workers, died of starvation & a number of diseases & most importantly, forced to abandon their native tribal traditions/dress/hairstyles & become Catholic & psychologically White. There were such schools in both U.$. & Canada between 1880 & the late 20th Century. Some Indian children escaped from these schools & their conditions to return to their tribal homes, only to die along the way. The book I'm reading now is about the anti-Poll Tax/anti-real estate gentrification/anti-police brutality campaigns of the Class War Federation [an Anarchist group in 1980s-early 1990s England]. |
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