Red Mosquito

epilogue wrote:

ghost wrote:

tragabigzanda wrote:New George Saunders sounds amazing. Need to get my hands on it.

My brother got me a signed copy of that Lincoln book but I still haven't read it. Should I?

Yes!

Steve Albini wrote:Whenever there's active promotion on the part of somebody else, whenever I see somebody all dolled up for a fancy photograph and someone's handing out flyers or whenever there's active promotion for something like that, as an imposition on my day, I hate all those people and I want them to fail. I have a visceral reaction to advertising and promotion. There's just something about salesmanship that grates on me on a very base level and I react very negatively towards it. I want those people to suffer and I want their enterprises to fail.

lennytheweedwhacker wrote:

Simple Torture wrote:

lennytheweedwhacker wrote:swamplandia!

Love this one.

i've heard mixed over the years, but i'm glad to hear your praise

i'm about 50 pages in...it's not blowing me away so far, but i'm interested

In the quiet suburbs, while Dorothy is doing chores and waiting for her husband to come home from work, not in the least anticipating romance, she hears a strange radio announcement about a monster who has just escaped from the Institute for Oceanographic Research…

lennytheweedwhacker wrote:about to start:

Simple Torture wrote:

In the quiet suburbs, while Dorothy is doing chores and waiting for her husband to come home from work, not in the least anticipating romance, she hears a strange radio announcement about a monster who has just escaped from the Institute for Oceanographic Research…

In Mexican poet Boullosa's (Texas) second novel, a ghost recounts the hauntings of her childhood in order to conquer fear. When the narrator is a young girl, one of her classmates invites her into the school's hen coop, where the girls begin to hear strange footsteps approaching. These footsteps follow the narrator after the classmate's sudden death and are accompanied by other odd situations: her scissors mysteriously slaughter a turtle, a tree moves away from her to deny her shade, and ink marks on a jacket turns into live spiders. All the while, the narrator has to grapple with the fact that she is growing up in a terrifying world with a family who cannot understand her, providing an altogether fresh take on the coming-of-age story.

ghost wrote:Totally forgot that I pre-ordered this until it showed up yesterday. Now I just gotta get through the 3 other books ahead of it in line.

I could probably just plow through it this weekend but that's a lot of despair to take in all at once.

Ello Sailor wrote:Would anyone care to rank Dumas' novels for me? I loved The Count of Monte Cristo and have been meaning to pick up another of his.