just got a copy of faulkner's "light in august" on the street for a buck
been having my mind blown reading "billy bathgate" and wanting to be a 1930s bronx hoodlum.
― ian, Saturday, 23 May 2009 19:09 (seventeen years ago)
Michael - In case you haven't seen, see here for a piece on Hrabal, it is what got me to look out for him.
― xyzzzz__, Sunday, 24 May 2009 19:17 (seventeen years ago)
Proust - Remembrance of things Past (trans. Scott Moncrieff) vols 3-10: Within a Budding Grove (3-4), Guermantes Way (5-6), Cities of the Plain (7-8) and The Captive (9-10)
Its the vols published in the 40s by Chatto & Windus, looks unread...
Only the last two vols left and have the Lydia davis trans of Way by Swann's.
I'm ready to go :-)
― xyzzzz__, Wednesday, 3 June 2009 22:00 (seventeen years ago)
The nice thing about shopping at charity bookshops is the pure randomness of what is there. I just combed the shelves at Goodwill and came home with these:
We, Eugene Zamiatin, used paperback published by Dutton, $2. Looks like one to take hiking, maybe.
The Avenue Bearing the Initial of Christ into the New World: Poems 1953 - 1964, Galway Kinnell, used paperback published by Houghton Mifflin. New condition, $4.
Gilgamesh: A New Rendering into English Verse, David Ferry. Used paperback in good condition, $3. I had seen this once before for cheap, but I passed it by and then had regrets. Not this time.
Left Out in the Rain: New Poems 1947 - 1985, Gary Snyder, used hardcover published by North Point Press, good condition, $4.
― Aimless, Saturday, 6 June 2009 23:51 (seventeen years ago)
'We' is great stuff.
― James Morrison, Sunday, 7 June 2009 02:54 (seventeen years ago)
The randomness of charity bookshops is fantastic. I love/hate how very occasionally I'll find one that's so good that I end up buying a dozen books at once.
― Ismael Klata, Sunday, 7 June 2009 07:50 (seventeen years ago)
Once you break the barrier of looking at the shelves thinking 'what do I actually want' you are done for. The moment you think 'Oooh, I've heard of that/that looks rather neat' it's time to go fetch the shopping trolley.
Seconds for We here, as well, very good.
― GamalielRatsey, Sunday, 7 June 2009 10:20 (seventeen years ago)
Patricia Highsmith - Carol (her first novel, published under a pseudonym)Nathalie Sarraute - The PlanetariumJim Thompson - Nothing more than Murder
― xyzzzz__, Sunday, 7 June 2009 11:48 (seventeen years ago)
just got some rilke and the new denis johnson. fuckin love that dude.
― BIG HOOS aka the steendriver, Sunday, 7 June 2009 11:50 (seventeen years ago)
which rilke? i've been meaning to post some of the terrible, terrible translation of the duino elegies i picked up a while ago on here
― thomp, Sunday, 7 June 2009 14:56 (seventeen years ago)
"An Angel, alone, is misted in dread." Uh-huh.
― thomp, Sunday, 7 June 2009 14:58 (seventeen years ago)
The Denis Johnson ('Nobody Move') is almost pure (uneasy) fun.
― James Morrison, Monday, 8 June 2009 02:21 (seventeen years ago)
JG Ballard The Millenium PeopleJG Ballard The Drowned WorldGeorge Pelecanos The TurnaroundSimon Reynolds Energy Flash
All £2 in Fopp.
― ears are wounds, Monday, 8 June 2009 15:22 (seventeen years ago)
thomp, is it the 2 Buddhist women translating Rilke? I can't think of their names but they've put out several different volumes recently. I have a couple of them, and I while I don't speak a word of German it was obvious even to me that they were taking huge liberties with the original lines.
― franny glass, Monday, 8 June 2009 19:29 (seventeen years ago)
no it is this:
http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3289/3129371925_2374aabce0.jpg?v=0
1957.
<a href=http://bostonreview.net/BR25.3/krauss.html>this article</a> is interesting; i might try and get hold of the gass book.
― thomp, Monday, 8 June 2009 22:34 (seventeen years ago)
Dan Baum, Nine Lives: Death and Life in New OrleansMark Folse, Carry Me Home: A Journey Back to New OrleansEarl J. Higgins, The Joy of Y'at CatholicismJed Horne, Breach of Faith: Hurricane Katrina and the Near Death of a Great American CityTom Piazza, Why New Orleans Matters
― alimosina, Tuesday, 9 June 2009 01:12 (seventeen years ago)
VII by Mark E Smith
which is to say the new, improved and updated Mark E Smith lyrics book.
It's fantastic - a collage of images, letters, utilities bills, paintings and newspaper snippets, Smith's scrawlings and typings, advice and playlets.
― GamalielRatsey, Thursday, 11 June 2009 14:09 (seventeen years ago)
i got three milan kundera novels i haven't read yet. $1/apiece. immortality, the joke, and the book of laughter & forgetting.
― ian, Friday, 12 June 2009 01:27 (seventeen years ago)
Jaka's Story by Dave SimThe Wild Ass's Skin by Honore de Balzac
― welcome to the less intelligent lower levels (Drugs A. Money), Sunday, 21 June 2009 16:15 (seventeen years ago)
my kids called me from a bookstore yesterday asking if there was a book i'd like to read. i said yup, and it's called infinite jest. 24 hrs later, they gave it to me giftwrapped, for father's day.
― collardio gelatinous, Monday, 22 June 2009 04:15 (seventeen years ago)
Got round to spending some book vouchers my mum gave me for Christmas -library love and abebooks were somehow preventing me before.
The Confusions of Young Törless - Robert MusilChaos and Night - Henry de Monterhlant (loved The Bachelors, and great title, Henry!)John Betjeman on Churches - Jonathan Glancey (John Betjeman's essay at thebeginning of English Parish Churches is brilliant, and well, I'm not really sure why I've got this now, but perhaps something to do with cycling past some lovely tenth century churches in Kent at the weekend. I'm not actually a believer, but there's something curiously soothing in their brickwork and their spires seen across fields.
Still got more to spend and am thinking of getting Ooga-Booga by Friederick Siedel, but they didn't have it in the shop. Was served by an exceptionally surly girl, in fact I'm having one of those days where I appear to have the word 'RAPIST' tattooed on my forehead.
― GamalielRatsey, Tuesday, 23 June 2009 17:29 (seventeen years ago)
Wicked - this is surprisingly dark and more entertaining than I was expecting
― get money fuck witches (HI DERE), Tuesday, 23 June 2009 17:52 (seventeen years ago)
The Olivetti Chronicles - John Peel (a collection of articles he wrote for various newspapers and magazines over a 30 year period)
― snoball, Tuesday, 23 June 2009 17:57 (seventeen years ago)
Visit to a charity shop today while I was waiting for my train yielded the following:Rites of Passage by William GoldingSuper Cannes by JG BallardHow to be a Bad Birdwatcher by Simon BarnesThe Black Album by Hanif Kureshi
― Ismael Klata, Tuesday, 23 June 2009 20:00 (seventeen years ago)
Final Del Juego by Julio Cortázar.
― suggestzybandias (jim), Tuesday, 23 June 2009 21:29 (seventeen years ago)
Bought a bunch of Indian classics from a cheap Indian online bookshop as a bit of a trial (Oxford Bookstore they're called, and the prices are VERY low, but weirdly you can only get their site to work if you run Netscape, rather than Mozilla or IE).
― James Morrison, Tuesday, 23 June 2009 23:07 (seventeen years ago)
First-edition hardcovers of Barthelme's The Dead Father and City Life for 8 bucks each. The same store wanted 30 for The Dead Father last time I was in there, so that was cool.
― this desiring-machine kills fascists (bernard snowy), Monday, 29 June 2009 11:53 (seventeen years ago)
my husband bought me a copy of raymond carver's first ever mass-produced book - a semi-chapbook limited to a 1000 copies.
― where we turn sweet dreams into remarkable realities (just1n3), Monday, 29 June 2009 14:59 (seventeen years ago)
Did some bookshop cruising today - including Powell's:
On the Loose, Jerry & Renny Russell, used hardcover in a slipcase, $2. A sentimental purchase harking back to my high school period. It's a calligraphed book of quotations and photos put together by a couple of college kids circa 1965 and published by Sierra Club - about the wonders of poking around the CA wilderness and being young and reckless. David Brower loved it, of course.
The Jewish War, Josephus, as a used Penguin paperback, $3.
Parzival, Wolfram von Eschenbach, tr. A.T. Hatto, as a used Penguin paperback, $7.95. I greatly enjoyed Hatto's translation of Tristan and may like this one equally well.
Poems from the Greek Anthology, tr. Forrest Reid, in a 1944 hard cover edition printed by Faber & Faber, $5.95. These versions are a bit bald, but at least they are not all tarted up with contemporary slang and goofy typographical conventions.
― Aimless, Wednesday, 8 July 2009 00:30 (sixteen years ago)
Bought a bunch of Indian classics from a cheap Indian online bookshop as a bit of a trial
These arrived, and groovily, the package was sewn carefully and tightly in muslin and sealed with sealing wax (with an unreadable image stamped into the wax).
― Great Expectorations (James Morrison), Wednesday, 8 July 2009 22:48 (sixteen years ago)
That's so great - except that if I received such a thing I'd never be able to bring myself to open it, and would have to go back to hunting for mass-market paperbacks instead.
― Ismael Klata, Thursday, 9 July 2009 07:02 (sixteen years ago)
I took photos before ruining it by cutting it open:
<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/28475170@N02/3703165865/" title="Delivery from India by jrsmorrison, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2333/3703165865_f86efb6d33.jpg" width="425" height="346" alt="Delivery from India" /></a>
http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2333/3703165865_f86efb6d33.jpg
― Great Expectorations (James Morrison), Thursday, 9 July 2009 09:07 (sixteen years ago)
Sorry about that--never posted an image from flickr here before.
― Great Expectorations (James Morrison), Thursday, 9 July 2009 09:08 (sixteen years ago)
complete poetry of emily dickinson for 99p this afternoon
― thomp, Thursday, 9 July 2009 18:58 (sixteen years ago)
in the past week:
five novels by ronald firbankbaron corvo - hadrian the seventhkierkegaard - fear and trembling/repetitionjanet frame - owls do cryjean rhys - good morning, midnightpatricia highsmith - high wateresther leslie - hollywood flatlands: animation, critical theory and the avant-garde
― all we hear is lady o'gaga (donna rouge), Monday, 13 July 2009 08:21 (sixteen years ago)
Coincidence: last night I was reading a group of Graham Greene essays on Baron Corvo, wherein he praised Hadrian the Seventh as the best novel of its era.
― Aimless, Monday, 13 July 2009 17:11 (sixteen years ago)
A Sentimental Journey Through France and Italy by Sterne
Pierre by Melville - for a friend; we're conducting an informal literary pissing contest, one that began when I mentioned that if there was any book that had beat me bloody and pulpish twenty pages in, it was this one. If there are any official literary pissing contests being conducted, do tell.
― R Baez, Monday, 13 July 2009 20:41 (sixteen years ago)
A Voice Through A Cloud - Denton WelchA Private View - Jocelyn BrookeThe Senior Commoner - Julian HallMurder in the Submarine Zone - John Dickson CarrA Thousand Nights and One Night - illustrated Jan Pienkowski
The first three were to replace library copies that I kept on getting out/renewing and decided I might as well buy.
Murder in the Submarine Zone was me finally giving way to getting a new Dickson Carr (Carter Dickson in this case in fact, I think). I was trying to ration myself, because I realised that there weren't many that I hadn't read - and they are a pleasure on rainy afternoons with beer and nothing to do, when you have no heart for 'serious' reading. It's rather easier to get in the American edition (And Death Makes Ten) but I prefer the English title and so splashed out a bit extra to get that one.
The Arabian Nights was a present for a newborn baby girl - not that I expect her to read it now, but with any luck, it'll be something she'll have when she grows up. Cunning heroine as well, which is nice as it's for a girl. Rather scary illustrations.
― GamalielRatsey, Wednesday, 29 July 2009 14:26 (sixteen years ago)
The Literature Machine (Essays) - Italo CalvinoAnother Day of Life - Ryszard Kapuscinski Children's Stories - Anton Chekhov
― EvR, Thursday, 30 July 2009 08:14 (sixteen years ago)
Ooh, 'Another Day of Life'--that's really good. Started me off on my Kapuscinski kick.
― When two tribes go to war, he always gets picked last (James Morrison), Friday, 31 July 2009 00:05 (sixteen years ago)
GamalielRatsey what Carr books do you recommend? I read The Three Coffins and He Who Whispers and they were great. Then I read a few that weren't so hot.
― abanana, Friday, 31 July 2009 04:22 (sixteen years ago)
What I got for my birthday:
Good Book - David PlotzMy Dark Places - James EllroyBowie in Berlin: A New Career In A New Town - Thomas SeabrookThe Complete Novels - George OrwellThe Radetzky March - Joseph RothThe Best of Slate (10th Anniversary Edition) - Miguel de CervantesMiles: The Autobiography - Miles DavisMap Addict - Mike Parker
― Ismael Klata, Friday, 31 July 2009 06:46 (sixteen years ago)
― abanana, Friday, July 31, 2009 4:22 AM (3 hours ago) Bookmark
The Blind Barber in particular nearly put me off him for life; displaying what is often his greatest weakness, a sort of hysterical facetiousness that's incredibly wearing on the nerves and perhaps more importantly incredibly destructive of one of his great strengths; the build-up of a sinister atmosphere from more or less mundane particulars.
I suppose I should state my stylistic preferences before I list my favourites, so you can get some idea whether you share them: I prefer the Dr Gideon Fell novels (John Dickson Carr) to the others, in particular those of Sir Henry Merrivale, who I find incessantly irritating, but who did appear in some excellent stories. I don't mind the early Henri Bencolin novels, those I've read of them anyway, even though they are rather high on gothic atmosphere and low on the fiendish detection that makes the later stuff such a pleasure. I haven't read any of his later historical romances.
I don't mind, in fact am sneakingly rather fond of, the novelettish aspect to his books, the romance etc, sometimes rather laughable perhaps.
I have got used to grown people saying things like 'Weeee' when delighted in his books, but it was an effort. Still some part of me winces.
I don't mind a bit of the facetious humour, but only a bit (The Case of the Constant Suicides is about as far as I go and I get off well before The Blind Barber), having learnt in some degree to accept it as part of his literary fingerprint.
The Hollow Man (The Three Coffins in the States) is my favourite I think, as you say, it's great. My other favourites would be -
The Burning Court (features a nondescript detective who doesn't appear anywhere else but is excelled only by the The Hollow Man for its build up of sinister force.)The Case of the Constant Suicides ('humour' rather tiring, see above, but the mystery and solution excellent)The Ten Teacups (Carter Dickson, so Henry Merrivale, but if you can turn a blind eye to his obscene eccentricities, brilliantly entertaining)The Crooked Hinge (but I don't like, or even really understand the solution at all, although others have said it's one of his finest)The Reader is Warned (great stuff, one where he alerts you to the clues as he goes along, although if I remember rightly, not one of my favourite stories, and the blasted Merrivale again)
I also like,
The Judas Window, The Black Spectacles and Hags Nook (the first Gideon Fell mystery).
Emphatically stay away from The Problem of the Wire Cage (ludicrous and just plain bad) and in general from the later ones. I see from quickly looking at a list that I've read quite a few others, but I can't remember them very well, so would hesitate to make recommendations. Although I've got to the stage now where I'll read any of them, even the bad ones, have developed a mild-ish case of addiction to him.
I'm delighted to say I'm not sure I've read He Who Whispers though, and shall seek that out soon, but perhaps not too soon.
― GamalielRatsey, Friday, 31 July 2009 08:21 (sixteen years ago)
The Best of Slate (10th Anniversary Edition) - Miguel de Cervantes
What?
― When two tribes go to war, he always gets picked last (James Morrison), Friday, 31 July 2009 10:03 (sixteen years ago)
Just checking to see whether anyone reads my posts. You're right, it's actually Goethe.
― Ismael Klata, Friday, 31 July 2009 10:20 (sixteen years ago)
The Senior Commoner - Julian Hall
How'd you find one?
― alimosina, Friday, 31 July 2009 12:45 (sixteen years ago)
I initially read it in a library copy but Faber Finds have 'published' it. I'm rather ambivalent about this enterprise, but in this particular case I'm ignoring my qualms because I want a copy.
That said, I had it on order prior to it's released. On the day of it being released my order cancelled itself. I ordered again and received a phone call the next day to check I had really ordered it. I assured the caller of the sincerity of my intention, whereupon she informed me it would be dispatched 'soon'. Since then I've heard and seen nothing, so it may maintain it's legendary scarcity.
― GamalielRatsey, Friday, 31 July 2009 16:52 (sixteen years ago)
'its release' obviously.
― GamalielRatsey, Friday, 31 July 2009 16:54 (sixteen years ago)
regarding He Who Whispers: the Guide to Classic Mystery and Detection (great site; unchanged for at least a decade) doesn't even mention it, but the Mysterylist.com guy considers it his best (no spoilers for HWW)
― abanana, Friday, 31 July 2009 23:51 (sixteen years ago)
Thanks abanana, interesting. I think I disagree with this chap for the same reason I tend to disagree with the arguments of a lot of mystery and detection wonks in their analysis of books; they, understandably perhaps, tend to focus on the crime and detection elements, but at the expense of atmospheric and, for want of a better word, artistic elements. [SPOILERS OF A SORT FROM HEREON] I think part of the reason The Hollow Man is my favourite, well, lots of people's favourite, is the body in the middle of the dead end in the virgin snow with no one around, the mysterious tall figure at the beginning, the grotesque history to the deaths, the strong sense of a supernatural flying hollow man, who can appear and disappear at will - there is a sort of magic about it that is uniquely compelling.
I don't necessarily think it's too far-fetched to say that much of JDC's best work is like MR James subjected to rational detection(in fact the connection is made more or less explicitly in The Burning Court).
He gets rather hoity about it not really being a locked-room mystery, but all I can say is it looks like one, and that's surely what counts? Especially in a novel devoted to the nature of illusion and magic.
Whatever the reasons, it will stay my favourite, although that certainly doesn't mean I'm not looking forward very much to reading He Who Whispers.
― GamalielRatsey, Saturday, 1 August 2009 10:05 (sixteen years ago)