If you don't want to be uncomfortably aware of your own existence--the heat of your breath, the presence of your tongue against your teeth, the weight of your hand resting on your thigh, the stickiness of your eyes, all of this, constant and inescapable--then possibly, avoid this book. The story takes the form of a …
Dead authors
I noticed today that all my favorite authors are dead. Then I noticed that almost everything I read at all is written by someone dead. I decided to do a count, and in the past 3 years (counting back from today) I've read something like 95 books, and only 19 of them (by 16 authors) …
The Melancholy of Resistance, by László Krasznahorkai
The second book I've read by this author (the other being Satantango) and written in a similar style. The rarely ending wall of text sucks you in to the overwhelming story and crushes you into nothingness by the end. The story describes a small town in Hungary that is visited by a circus, and the …
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2020 books catch up
I've read a bunch of books this year that I haven't written about. I have fallen far behind on the blogging train, so I'll try to catch up. Though it's been weeks or months in most cases, I'll try to remember my thoughts on each of the books I've read this year that I haven't …
Writing, how does that work?
I'm having a lot of trouble writing lately. The thing is, I just have no headspace for it. First the virus, and lockdowns, and now a million videos of horrible police brutality, constantly, one after the other, everywhere, and finding out disgusting opinions of the people all around me... it's hard to focus! Very hard! …
Jonas David 