the book song
Apr. 27th, 2004 06:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
iceinyourmusicPassing through the bookstore, I lost all control. (Steven Brust, The Book of Jhereg; Joseph Heller, Catch-22; Patrick O'Brian, Komentajakapteeni Kuninkaan mies; Michael Ondaatje, Coming Through Slaughter; Orhan Pamuk, My Name Is Red. But at least some of them count as necessary, inevitable, etc.)
As for Wintering by Kate Moses - has anyone read it? Do I want to read it, or would I just have to poke my eyes out afterwards? My responses to all Plath-related material are so friggin predictable, conditioned as I am to kneejerk-hatetrashkill everything that romanticizes, demonizes, or tries for the myth. how unoriginal.
I think the "invent a memory about me" meme is terribly charming. Like the five things that never happened fic, now with real Real People. And people seem to be having fun with it. Only, damn, it feels so personal to me, no matter what one says. I could only do invented memories for the people who will never read this, I think, but then I've promised myself that I will not indulge certain moods.
I have changed, no getting around that. Now would someone please give the baby poet a swift kick in the backside please.
As for Wintering by Kate Moses - has anyone read it? Do I want to read it, or would I just have to poke my eyes out afterwards? My responses to all Plath-related material are so friggin predictable, conditioned as I am to kneejerk-hatetrashkill everything that romanticizes, demonizes, or tries for the myth. how unoriginal.
I think the "invent a memory about me" meme is terribly charming. Like the five things that never happened fic, now with real Real People. And people seem to be having fun with it. Only, damn, it feels so personal to me, no matter what one says. I could only do invented memories for the people who will never read this, I think, but then I've promised myself that I will not indulge certain moods.
I have changed, no getting around that. Now would someone please give the baby poet a swift kick in the backside please.
