Saturday, January 23, 2010

why are there random asian language comments on my blog

i don't know why this is. is this something called "bots"? i have not deleted these asian language comments because it feels just strange enough to keep up. i would not advise clicking on them though.

i have read some books.

Brautigan's In Watermelon Sugar: beautiful otherwordly fairy tale; gentle souls abounding; let's all have a nice time, let's eat together; when someone hurts someone or misuses someone, say sorry, okay?; let the ladies be lovely and the men be not-so-distant; let the villians be cleareyedly crazy and obviously wrong; let us live in watermelon sugar. my only complaint is that the prose was never as dense as the first few sentences, which clearly seemed worked over or lucked into. either way, i wished the prose a bit thicker. still wonderful.

Jamie Iredell's Prose. Poems. A Novel: hard-edged hard-edginess of the west. ingesting of drugs and alcohol. what else does one do in the west? climb a mountain, but not well. how could one, all boozed and drugged? those heat-eating landscapes, those long stretches of mountain road, those stupidities among policemen. all that catches up to one, unless it doesn't, which it didn't, for our narrator, who slips out of his destructive life (yet somewhat funloving and awe-filled life (possibly over-reverent of it all - oh, it's beneath things, but it's there)) just in time. saved by the girl. the pictures are pretty, the poems, but it's no novel. it's something else. and that's good.

Patrik Ourednik's Europeana: a compressed history of the twentieth century. with prose slung with heavy death tolls and absurd communities and nations of people, it's hard not to be amused by people, to see the absurdities Ourednik wants us to see. oh, the prose: Ourednik sings to the reader this baffling history painted in enormous strokes. there are no characters, no plot, save for the paradigm shifts in human thinking - and those shifts, well, i'll keep reading all day to get the quick on human thinking. and myself, i kept thinking, He must have done a ton of research for this thin book. the book cycles, repeats, almost restarts, and yet takes you just about as everywhere as you want to be.

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