Damn Books!
During our vacation, Michelle and I went down to the city library to pick up a library card and some reading material. Despite the inviting architecture, the library had very few books that inspired me to read. I browsed the entire place, and came up with two: a novel from Pynchon that ultimately went unread and was not Gravity's Rainbow (although I'm still keeping an eye out; next time we're in Powell's I'm getting it no matter how poor we are) and a Brett Easton Ellis novel Glam-o-rama.
Now, I'm no lit major or anything like that, but I'm not above a little weirdness in my reading. But fuck if I could even begin to figure out what the hell was going on. Absolutely nothing. The first half reads like a generic thriller type novella, but then I lose track of everything. His backwards chapter numbering system tells me that there is a path I should take, likewise the way the novel is broken up into sections, but I cannot for the life of me decipher his code.
Perhaps there is a different BEE novel I should have read first. I wish I knew. I haven't read American Psycho or Rules of Attraction so maybe I should start there.
Really, those were the only books that looked vaguely interesting from the browsing standpoint. Interesting in a formal way, rather than the story.
Whatever. On to bankruptcy pleadings.
Cheers,
Reid
Now, I'm no lit major or anything like that, but I'm not above a little weirdness in my reading. But fuck if I could even begin to figure out what the hell was going on. Absolutely nothing. The first half reads like a generic thriller type novella, but then I lose track of everything. His backwards chapter numbering system tells me that there is a path I should take, likewise the way the novel is broken up into sections, but I cannot for the life of me decipher his code.
Perhaps there is a different BEE novel I should have read first. I wish I knew. I haven't read American Psycho or Rules of Attraction so maybe I should start there.
Really, those were the only books that looked vaguely interesting from the browsing standpoint. Interesting in a formal way, rather than the story.
Whatever. On to bankruptcy pleadings.
Cheers,
Reid