Because every time I look at the galleries for LJ friends page my anxiety with the "Total weeks that are not write" And my struggle badge aNobii VS LJ did not yield any fruit, I decided to bore you with that comment post aNobii up of my reading!
Mainly because I wanted to point out some interesting reading ... and then for that anxiety "are a certain number of weeks ..."
Well, let's start from the last book I finished reading a couple of weeks ago (when I'm dipping into a crazy passion for Ian McEwan), "On Writing" by Stephen King
King had only read "Different Seasons", because I am a terrible, hopeless wimp (as a child had nightmares after seeing the advertising movie It ^^;;;;). The book I found a beautiful (though sometimes too gory for my taste; D), the work certainly a great author. Then the creative writing class I was advised to read "On Writing" and after the first few pages I immediately said that poverty is a real shame to have a subconscious that is fearful to do terrible nightmares for the most innocent of horror because in This autobiographical book King reveals genius, funny, versatile, humorous, honest ... an extraordinary writer. The first part, beautiful, can be read by anyone who: tells of his life, from childhood until he began his career, and rips more than a laugh with anecdotes, jokes, and an extraordinarily self-deprecating style, including clean ass with stinging plants and school newspapers that are getting into trouble.
The second part is a true "toolbox", useful for those who want to write, but also discover how to write a great author like Stephen King. The ironic style manages to make you stay impressed most of the suggestions (I challenge anyone to read in order not to remember very little use adverbs!).
course, no writer can come from reading these pages, but if one already loves to write, will have useful information for the second draft of its work. And, if it is scattered, it is better to know where to get ideas.
Finally, he tells us in a long post scrittum his accident in which he risked his life almost. To make us understand how writing can save your life in some cases. And help you get by.
Ok I'm biased; D is one of my tutors at the writing course. But I really think it's worth reading. It 's a book, intense, brilliant writing. Despite its imperfections, should be read. Esco from this book with a series of mixed emotions. Slips away, like EMI, the protagonist, when "becomes" the linoleum on the basketball court. It 'a fresh, pleasant, makes you smile and involves and also manages to leave you breathless, to make you empathize, to make you touch that ball that sliced all the same, exactly the same.
The only advice I can give is: read it if you loved the sport, if you know what the bench to wait your turn and you know the air you breathe in that world to itself that is the spogliatoglio ... Not necessarily, basketball, and I think the great strength of this book, you draw something you can grasp, even if you have not lived the same way.
It 'really hard to comment on a work by this level. It 'just to read.
I was advised to read it in English, and although there are some parts a bit 'confusing, I'm glad I did it ... you can fully understand the characters through the way they talk.
Despite having to do with a news Capote manages to keep you in suspense until almost the end. The only negative are in fact the last pages, which seem far too hasty, as if the author had decided to break off in a hurry. Still manages to paint with vivid characters and the amazing life of an entire community.
I think it's one of those books that everyone should read at least once ^ ^
More ... "I'm a little 'party" because the author holds that the theoretical part of the writing course that I follow. But it hits you with a rough style that everyone should read at least once.
's one of those books they hit. Deeply. Sometimes so much wind as a well-aimed punch to the stomach. It 'nice to see that there is still around people who write without considering the reader an idiot who needs everything to be explained. Bridging the "gaps" narrative is one of the most fascinating experiences of being a lecturer, and David Longo buys you the opportunity to fully and painted scenes, using half-words to make you understand, and then leaving the rest to you.
sure to read this novel must be willing to "fatigue". To put one's own. The rest is a world seemingly bleak, but painted in such a way as to make it almost fascinating.
touching. A must read. Antonia Arslan with a style that I do not know how to define if favoleggiante and dreamy, unable to tell, before drawing the reader a story of people and places vividly disappeared almost atrocious. One of those books you MUST read.
I think it's another of those books that everyone should read. In a fresh, pleasant (even when he says things that are absolutely horrible), Beah can paint a terrible situation without moralizing. And to make people think.
one piece of the book transcribed by another user aNobii
"'There once was a hunter who went hunting for monkeys. A few minutes later, here's a check, comfortable sitting on the lower branches of a tree, he did not even pay any attention when he heard the sound of footsteps among the dry leaves. When it was close enough, hidden behind a tree from which he saw clearly, the hunter raised his rifle and aimed. But when he was about to pull the trigger, the monkey spoke: - If you shoot me, your mother will die, will die if you do not your father. " Then he resumed his quiet and eat, occasionally scratching his head or belly.
-What would you do in the role of hunter? -
young people in my village and I listened to that story once a year. We had to respond, but no one could, for fear of offending his father or mother
Then I and my [...] companions - all children aged 6 to 12 years - were discussing what was the response that avoided the death of one of our parents. But the answer did not exist. If someone saved the monkey died, if he kills her, someone would die lostesso. [...]
the age of seven years I had found an answer that I think was very reasonable, but I had never told anyone for fear of hurting my mother. If I had been in the role of the hunter, I thought, I would certainly shot to prevent others from having to be in the same situation as me. "
