William Shakespeare - People who like bondage.
I'm not posting the rest of the list anymore, I'm sick of it. :(((
Day 01 → Your favorite song
Day 02 → Your favorite movie
Day 03 → Your favorite television program
Day 04 → Your favorite book
Death Is a Lonely Business by Ray Bradbury
See the username for added fantardery. XD
I found this book during the final months of my senior year in high school. I challenged myself to fulfill the 50bookchallenge as a way to prepare myself for the ~Real World.~
Death Is a Lonely Business was tucked away in some forgotten shelf in the school library and it was obvious that no one has read it for years and years. I don't know what did it for me because it was so unlike any other book I've read since then. The single most enduring impression it had was that it was incredibly sad.
Some years later I found a used copy at the used bookstore in UP. It was subsequently mangled during the first ever confrontation we've had with my father. Evidently, there has been a lot of memories attached to this book that has nothing to do with the story at all and in many ways, I feel like in order for people to really know me, they must at least read a bit of Bradbury. They don't need to like him as much as I do, obviously, but I feel like in my heart lives a doddering 70-year old man, and they should accept that and roll with it. XD
I've since read a lot of his other books--certainly more than any other writer. Fahrenheit 451, The Martian Chronicles, Something Wicked This Way Comes, Zen in the Art of Writing, his story collections, the list goes on. Written in 1987, it was the culmination of more than 40 years of Bradbury's writing life and it shows. The mystery itself is nothing more than a backdrop. The real hero of this story is nostalgia, the enduring melancholy of aging things, and innocence as a defense against despair.
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Speaking of books, I love this blog entry: Stereotyping People by Their Favorite Author. I do this all the time, in fact. I'm that person who follows you through the bookstore judging you and the Nicholas Sparks book you just picked up. ಠ_ಠ
For added lulz, I'm making this a meme. Leave a comment with a writer's name (may or may not be your favorite!) and I give my thoroughly inaccurate, grossly prejudicial stereotype of their readers. Mangaka names allowed! I'll start:
Gabriel Garcia Marquez
People who used to read Paolo Coelho but is now in college and wants to be taken seriously.
Hoshino Lily
Girls who eat ice cream everyday.
Naomi Novik
People who read metafandom
Go!
Day 01 → Your favorite song
Day 02 → Your favorite movie
Day 03 → Your favorite television program
Day 04 → Your favorite book
Death Is a Lonely Business by Ray Bradbury
See the username for added fantardery. XD
I found this book during the final months of my senior year in high school. I challenged myself to fulfill the 50bookchallenge as a way to prepare myself for the ~Real World.~
Death Is a Lonely Business was tucked away in some forgotten shelf in the school library and it was obvious that no one has read it for years and years. I don't know what did it for me because it was so unlike any other book I've read since then. The single most enduring impression it had was that it was incredibly sad.
Some years later I found a used copy at the used bookstore in UP. It was subsequently mangled during the first ever confrontation we've had with my father. Evidently, there has been a lot of memories attached to this book that has nothing to do with the story at all and in many ways, I feel like in order for people to really know me, they must at least read a bit of Bradbury. They don't need to like him as much as I do, obviously, but I feel like in my heart lives a doddering 70-year old man, and they should accept that and roll with it. XD
I've since read a lot of his other books--certainly more than any other writer. Fahrenheit 451, The Martian Chronicles, Something Wicked This Way Comes, Zen in the Art of Writing, his story collections, the list goes on. Written in 1987, it was the culmination of more than 40 years of Bradbury's writing life and it shows. The mystery itself is nothing more than a backdrop. The real hero of this story is nostalgia, the enduring melancholy of aging things, and innocence as a defense against despair.
*
Speaking of books, I love this blog entry: Stereotyping People by Their Favorite Author. I do this all the time, in fact. I'm that person who follows you through the bookstore judging you and the Nicholas Sparks book you just picked up. ಠ_ಠ
For added lulz, I'm making this a meme. Leave a comment with a writer's name (may or may not be your favorite!) and I give my thoroughly inaccurate, grossly prejudicial stereotype of their readers. Mangaka names allowed! I'll start:
Gabriel Garcia Marquez
People who used to read Paolo Coelho but is now in college and wants to be taken seriously.
Hoshino Lily
Girls who eat ice cream everyday.
Naomi Novik
People who read metafandom
Go!