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*What book are you reading? (part 2)

Paul Theroux - The Pillars of Hercules. It's 20 years old so a bit out of date - like Theroux's views. But it is fascinating as he travels from one town to another. He does come across in this one as even more of a misanthrope than his previous effort - The Happy Isles of Oceania. It was the Japanese he railed against in that & in this one, it's the Germans, Spanish tourists in Gibraltar, the British in Spain and the Chinese. I'm only about 60 pages in so I'm sure there's more complaining...
 
Recent reads have been Jane Smiley The Greenlanders, excellent sparse historical novel following a family over a couple of generations as the first Norse colony enters its last days. Great writing and a convincing evocation. Other one was a Philip Marsden travel/history thing on Armenia and it's diaspora called The Crossing Place IIRC. Good again, he writes well and.gets himself out there, including Karabakh in one of.the earlier flare-ups.
 
The English: A Portrait of a People by Jeremy Paxman
I want to read that.

Prior to starting another David Mitchell, I read Broken and Betrayed by Jayne Senior, one of the founding members of Risky Business in Rotherham. Too much filler, but saved by some startling tales about incompetence and suspected corruption in there. They never did find out who raided the offices and stole the paperwork...
 
If This Is A Man, The Truce, Primo Levi

I have finished If This Is A Man and am well into The Truce. Good stuff, good to learn that part of history from an eye witness account.
 
Flann O Brien, At Swim Two Birds - brilliant.
and soon to read Sam Harris and Maajid Nawwaz, 'Islam and the Future of Tolerance,' and Christopher Hitchens final book, 'Mortality.'
 
finally got a paper copy of EP Thompsons 'Making of the English Working Class' so now I may get beyond chapter three. Always get the eye droop reading non fiction tomes on aa screen. Fascinating stuff about Dissident traditons and liking seeing Northamptonshire shown as a hotbed of Radicalism and Dissidents lol. 3 prefaces, one from a michael kenny for this edition and two from the author. Hard going at times but no way near as dry and reference book as my brain remembered it. Closer to howard zinn in engaging style than to shirer who is narrative in his own way but quite dry.

it'll take me ages
 
Dan Rhodes - When The Professor Got Stuck In The Show
This is hilarious, keep proper belly laughing at it.
It's about a fictionalised and 'thrice-married' Richard Dawkins getting snowed in at a vicarage with his 'male secretary'.
If you like Barney Farmer's The Male Online, it'll be well up your street.
Has lots of puerile jokes, especially with the place names ("The trouble is, it can be a bit of a tight squeeze getting into Back Bottom; the road there is tricky at the best of times, who knows what state it will be in tomorrow? Still, if I can get the four-wheel drive as far as Front Bottom I should be able to navigate the ridge that separates the two....")
It also has one of the most perfect description of many cantankerous male Urban 75 poster/social media commentator:
"he had been a self-diagnosed depressive, a redundant divorcee-in-waiting who rarely left the house. He had spent his days hunched over his computer wearing makeshift pajamas, and sometimes not even those, as he wrote comment after comment on Internet news sites.
He had been quite the expert on a range of topics: climate change; library closures; Iran's nuclear capability; infant nutrition; aspect ratios; press regulation; immigration; taxation; arts funding; assisted suicide; hacking; fracking; twerking; Pussy Riot; truancy; US fiscal policy; human rights; Vince Cable; free schools; Katie Hopkins; drone strikes; Operation Yewtree and more than anything, religion. He specialised in an absolute conviction that there was no such thing as God and at the first opportunity he would launch assaults on anybody who was not as devoutly atheistic as he was. Orphaned, and now abandoned, he was at one with all the misery of the world. The idea of eternal life horrified him and he had been drawn, inexorably, to nothingness. He needed to know that one day there would be an end to the pain and, while he waited for that day to come, word bombs flew from his bedsit on to the Internet".
:D
 
Hmmm. I've given up on 'The Thousand Autumns of Jacob de Zoet' by David Mitchell. I really wasn't enjoying it at all.

Instead, I've picked up a few books from the charity shop and am currently thoroughly enjoying 'A Tale Etched In Blood And Hard Black Pencil' by Christopher Brookmyre. It's made me laugh out loud quite a few times already.
 
Hmmm. I've given up on 'The Thousand Autumns of Jacob de Zoet' by David Mitchell. I really wasn't enjoying it at all.

I started it over Christmas but I couldn't get into it either, though maybe I'd try again later in the year.
I'm 3/4 of the way through Ghostwritten at the moment and really enjoying it.
 
Motley Crue: The Dirt. Confessions of the world's most notorious rock band.

Billed as the ultimate LA band sleaze story of excess. 50 pages in and it's shit, may have to give up. You'd have to be 13 and really into spandex and the fantasy of the rock'n'roll lifestyle to remotely like it. Some books should be written by writers, not just the poorly edited egotistical musings of 'stars' with nobody to tell them to shut up.

It had better get more interesting than "My parents didn't understand me so I got wrecked on Jack Daniels and sprayed my hair and I hated myself but I was in love myself so I took too many drugs and fucked this ugly chick".

Fuck off. Wankers.
 
Motley Crue: The Dirt. Confessions of the world's most notorious rock band.

Billed as the ultimate LA band sleaze story of excess. 50 pages in and it's shit, may have to give up. You'd have to be 13 and really into spandex and the fantasy of the rock'n'roll lifestyle to remotely like it. Some books should be written by writers, not just the poorly edited egotistical musings of 'stars' with nobody to tell them to shut up.

It had better get more interesting than "My parents didn't understand me so I got wrecked on Jack Daniels and sprayed my hair and I hated myself but I was in love myself so I took too many drugs and fucked this ugly chick".

Fuck off. Wankers.

You'd hate Wonderland Avenue by Danny Sugarman. He doesn't even have the claim of being a rockstar - he just hung out with them
 
You'd hate Wonderland Avenue by Danny Sugarman. He doesn't even have the claim of being a rockstar - he just hung out with them

I read that in the early 90's, and his Doors specific book too, still got them. Quite liked it then, but I wouldn't be able to take more than a few pages of it or Morrison's poetry pseud shite these days :)
 
I read that in the early 90's, and his Doors specific book too, still got them. Quite liked it then, but I wouldn't be able to take more than a few pages of it or Morrison's poetry pseud shite these days :)

I liked Wonderland Avenue too. Maybe the amount of drugs I was taking at the time had something to do with it :oops:
 
IMO the last decent book he wrote was Skagboys (with Begbie) so perhaps there's hope for this one.
and begbie in it was quite good. theres the zenith (Trainspotting, Glue) and the nadir (bedroom secrets of the masterchefs)

high hopes for the begbie one. Going to be grim to read how a man like that is made.
 
Irvine Welsh

The character of Juice Terry was somewhat ruined for me in his most recent book. Fear same will happen with Begbie in this.

The Guardian review was a shocker too.
 
Just finished Kate Tempest's novel 'the bricks that built the houses' and I really enjoyed it. I was already familiar with characters so it took me a while to get on board with her new vision for them but it was an imaginative book. I wouldn't say it's the best book I've ever read but it's a good one, good plot, good dialogue, interesting narrative perspective and poetic and beautiful observations.
She's a very sensitive writer, that's what came through most for me, her sensitivity and close onservations.
I do fucking love her off, though.
 
Just started "Raw Spirit", Iain Banks book about travelling around Scotland in search of the perfect whisky. It's really enjoyable even if whisky isn't your thing. He goes off on all sorts of tangents (the Iraq War, particularly) and there are musings on why the Land Rover is a fantastic vehicle, a few wry comments on the literary world and some descriptions of The Highlands that made me want to pack my walking boots. His favourite recurring theme is how lucky he is to be being paid to go on holiday getting drunk. Good book. He comes across as a genuinely decent bloke.
 
Hmmm. I've given up on 'The Thousand Autumns of Jacob de Zoet' by David Mitchell. I really wasn't enjoying it at all.

Me too. I love David Mitchell's stuff, even the slightly twee Black Swan Green but 1000 Autumns completely defeated me too. Have tried numerous times (usually having run out of books) and flounder at 150 pages. It is, in my mind, weirdly anomalous.
Just finished Cixin Liu's The Three Body Problem and am dithering about getting Dark Forest. I found a lot of TBP to be oddly affectless - although since a chunk involves virtual world stuff, the cool tone was in keeping and readable...but I have been gettng more and more fed up with the trilogy format - mainly because I have forgotten previous volumes and struggle to get engaged in sequels as they tend to assume more familiarity and continuity than I can muster.

ffs - buggered up quote thingy again. soz.
 
Recent reads have been Jane Smiley The Greenlanders, excellent sparse historical novel following a family over a couple of generations as the first Norse colony enters its last days. Great writing and a convincing evocation.

Oh, I so loved that. Laconic and crystalline - a lovely meditative read. 1000 Acres similarly resonant. I even loved her horseracing book.

Failed to finish a clunky Kazuo Ishigura - The Buried Giant. Similarly attenuated language and constraint as Smiley...but awful, awful. Dull and depthless.
 
'Spring Snow' by Yukio Mishima. I'm struggling to care at all what happens to any of the people mentioned in it.

If this were a film, it would be exquisitely depicted arthouse.
 
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