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Life in the bookstore...such as it is.
Rumors have it at night the store turns into a submarine. We have yet to establish documentary proof.
There was a screaming sound in each ear, and the difference between the two pitches was so narrow that the vibration was like running a fingernail along the edge of a new dime.
The thin distance between the two high screams became narrower, they were almost one; now the difference was the edge of a razor blade, poised against the tips of each finger. The fingers were to be sliced longitudinally."
The Sheltering Sky
There’s rubbish in the ocean now far from any land, Coca-Cola tins perhaps circling among the icebergs. If turtles have memories the beaches the old ones remember are not what they would find now. Perhaps the only decent thing would be a monster Turtlearium charging a proper admission, with…
"When I was young-"
"Before I was twenty, I mean, I used to think that life was a thing that kept gaining impetus. It would get richer and deeper each year. You kept learning more, getting wiser, having more insight, going further into the truth-" She hesitated.
Port laughed abruptly. “And now you know it’s not like that. Right? It’s more like smoking a cigarette. The first few puffs it tastes wonderful, and you don’t even think of its ever being used up. Then you begin taking it for granted. Suddenly you realize it’s nearly burned down to the end. And then’s when you’re conscious of the bitter taste.”
"But I’m always conscious of the unpleasant taste and the of the end approaching," she said.
"Then you should give up smoking."
"How mean you are!" she cried.
"I’m not mean!" he objected, almost upsetting his glass as he raised himself up on his elbow to drink. "It seems logical, doesn’t it? Or I suppose living’s a habit like smoking. You keep saying you’re going to give it up, but you go right on.""
This week’s theme is The Sheltering Sky. If you haven’t read it yet, let me just say that it’s very close to being a perfect novel.
This weekend’s reading is brought to you by #problems and #meth.
Green Girl - Kate Zambreno
I thought I had problems until I read this book. Sexy and scary, it tells the story of Ruth, an American living in London. She is followed by an unknown narrator and you never know if the narrator wants to love her or hurt her. Ruth is young and she both loves and hates the attention she garners from men. It is both her life-breath and her destruction. This book hits at the core of what it means to be unhappy. You will finish this book knowing Ruth in every way.
Crimes in Southern Indiana - Frank Bill
One of the best parts of this job is finding a book you never saw coming: a book that knocks your socks off, is so compelling you can’t put it down. Crimes in Southern Indiana is one of those finds. The stories it contains - the half-Southern, half-Midwestern fully compromised world it creates - are urgent and addictiveThere is a spare, savage beauty to the writing that demands every ounce of praise we can and should muster. I’ve been lucky to encounter a number of great, new (to me, at least) writers this year. Frank Bill is one of the best. I can’t wait to read what he’s cooking up next.
P.S. This was Tom’s pick for our Best of 2011…Frank Bill’s latest is Donnybrook.
The two Jeffs are coming at you, with poetry and graphic novel recommendations. If you feel inspired to check out these books, you can come visit us (!!) or you can click on the title for a link to our website.
Selected Poems - Frank O’Hara
Aesthetically pleasing-just as the poet would have wanted-succinctly introduced-which is a rare treat in poetry publications-this large edition is curated to perfection. Frank’s glib style is balanced out by his hard-earned perspective on life. He contemplates the pains of modernism, and the beauty of a record while cracking a joke about poetry itself. He so craves the world that tortures him. This perverse, mildly abusive, relationship to society is one shared by all the New York School poets and part of why they mean so much to me. O’Hara’s work has inspired generations of creators and this edition gives him the gift of a clean, humble presentation. His love of film, sex and a pleasant afternoon shine here; so too do his ponderings on the torture of artistic pursuits. My personal favorite finds a spot among this tasteful collection, Ave Maria, an ode to the beautiful corruption of the silver screen. So find a dark spot, get comfortable and get acquainted with this gem of a book.
Folly: The Consequences of Indiscretion - Hans Rickheit
This collection of Rickheit’s odd, depraved, graphic shorts may not be for everyone, but it is a curiously clever book. Equal parts H.R. Giger, Lewis Carroll and Georges Bataille, Rickheit’s characters include twin nymphets in scanty negligees and masks, a teddy bear-faced man who pursues music through hellish landscapes and Jeffery, demented and flatulent dwarf. Do narratives like these bear recommendation or are they the pornographic etchings of a possibly dangerous lunatic?