/lit/ - Literature

Elantris
The Hope of Elantris (short story)
The Emperor's Soul (novella) - WON THE HUGO
Sixth of the Dusk (novella)
Mistborn: The Final Empire
Mistborn: The Well of Ascension
Mistborn: The Hero of Ages
Mistborn: The Alloy of Law
Mistborn: Shadows of Self
Mistborn: The Bands of Mourning
Mistborn: The Lost Metal
Mistborn: Secret History (novella)
The Way of Kings
Words of Radiance
Oathbringer
Edgedancer (novella)
Shadows for Silence in the Forests of Hell in Dangerous Women (novella)
Warbreaker
White Sand #1 (graphic novel)
White Sand #2 (graphic novel)
Arcanum Unbounded: The Cosmere Collection (short story collection)
Alcatraz Versus the Evil Librarians (YA)
Alcatraz Versus the Scrivener's Bones (YA)
Alcatraz Versus the Knights of Crystallia (YA)
Alcatraz Versus the Shattered Lens (YA)
Alcatraz Versus the Dark Talent (YA)
Infinity Blade: Awakening (novella)
Infinity Blade: Redemption (novella)
Legion
Legion: Skin Deep
Legion: Lies of the Beholder
Steelheart
Firefight
Calamity
The Reckoners (novella)
Mitosis (short story)
The Rithmatist (YA)
The Aztlanian (YA)
Centrifugal (short story)
Firstborn (short story)
Defending Elysium (short story)
Heuristic Algorithm and Reasoning Response Engine (novelette)
Rysn (short story)
I Hate Dragons (short story)
River of Souls (short story)
Dreamer (short story)
Perfect State (novella) - Nominated for Hugo
Snapshot (novella)
Wheel of Time: The Gathering Storm (collaborative)
Wheel of Time: Towers of Midnight (collaborative)
Wheel of Time: A Memory of Light (collaborative) - Nominated for Hugo

How is this even possible in 12 years? I'm not even including his dozen or so unpublished novels, many of them hundreds of thousands of words long. Sure, not all of it's great, but there are literal masterpieces of fantasy in here, like "The Emperor's Soul." Almost every book is a self-contained world, and he actually finishes what he starts. Not even Stephen King was this prolific in his coke days. If you need any more evidence that creative production is Pareto-distributed.

Now this, is the Dark Souls of literature,
the Berserk of books.

What are the Dark Souls equivalent of /lit/

is this really "dark souls the book"? if not, then what is? I want more dark souls

tfw finally discovered Dark Souls: the book

Why do I never see /lit/ talking about poetry?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_zDZYrIUgKE

What is the poetic value of Dark Souls 3 opening? I think it's quite beautiful. Besides that, "If" by Kipling is great. How does one get started writing his own poetry, what are the types and rules? How do people understand poetry?

/GWG/ - Gene Wolfe General
The number of people I see on here not getting Gene Wolfe's masterpiece is unbelievable. Read up on the religious symbolism ffs!
BotNS is my favorite fantasy series. First of all, it's anti-sjw. Severian knows exactly what women are. Gene Wolfe is a conservative and you know he's an /ouguy//
Second of all, it's mature. This isn't your average teenager's novel to say the least! Haha. Let's just say there's a lot of rape and our protagonist is a torturer, so you're going to get a lot of mature themes covered in these books.
Secondly, there's so many layers of this book it's unbelievable someone was smart enough to come up with all this! I'm not just talkig about the plot, which is Dark Souls esque in not holding your hand explaining the plot (hence mature!). There's all sorts of hidden secrets, yes, (holy shit Severian was fucking his grandmother that whole time? so fucking weird), but the highlight of the series is the religious undertones and the rich imagery. For instance i loved the image of Severian describing his first execution (he's an executioner too, this is not some baby book where the protag is some nice pure guy!) "I raised Terminus Est (name of his sword) up, blocking out the sun" WOW.
If you don't like these books, frankly, you are an idiot. Good day.

what even is poetry?

is it just making words rhyme? i am a complete sub 80iq retard that wants to pretend to be an enlightened member of the intelligentsia

looking at edgar allen poe i can understand, but what the fuck does ezra pound even fucking want to say when he is writing this shit

> For sacrifice, heaping the pyre with goods, A sheep to Tiresias only, black and a bell-sheep. Dark blood flowed in the fosse, Souls out of Erebus, cadaverous dead, of brides Of youths and of the old who had borne much; Souls stained with recent tears, girls tender,

how the fuck do i even interpret that

What are your thoughts on the written (and unwritten) doctrines of Plato? What are your thoughts on Aristotle? Who is your favorite Neo-Platonist? Any good commentaries? What is your philosophical practice?

>"This is how the soul should reason about the manner in which it grants life in the whole universe and in individual things. Let it look at the great soul, being itself another sou which is no small one, which has become worthy to look by being freed from deceit and the things that have bewitched the other souls, and is established in quietude. Let not only its encompassing body and the body's raging sea be quiet, but all its environment: the earth quiet, and the sea and air, quiet, and the heaven itself at peace. In this heaven at rest let it imagine soul as if flowing in from outside, pouring in and entering it everywhere and illuminating it: as the rays of the sun light up a dark cloud, and make it shine and give it a golden look, so soul entering into the body of heaven gives it life and gives it immortality and wakes what lies asleep."

>--Plotinus, Enneads, V.I.2, Loeb trans.

>Beware of enlisting in your vigilant fisheries any lad with lean brow and hollow eye; given to unseasonable meditativeness; and who offers to ship with the Phædon instead of Bowditch in his head. Beware of such an one, I say: your whales must be seen before they can be killed; and this sunken-eyed young Platonist will tow you ten wakes round the world, and never make you one pint of sperm the richer. Nor are these monitions at all unneeded. For nowadays, the whale-fishery furnishes an asylum for many romantic, melancholy, and absent-minded young men, disgusted with the carking cares of earth, and seeking sentiment in tar and blubber. Childe Harold not unfrequently perches himself upon the mast-head of some luckless disappointed whale-ship, and in moody phrase ejaculates:—

>“Roll on, thou deep and dark blue ocean, roll!
>Ten thousand blubber-hunters sweep over thee in vain.”

>Very often do the captains of such ships take those absent-minded young philosophers to task, upbraiding them with not feeling sufficient “interest” in the voyage; half-hinting that they are so hopelessly lost to all honorable ambition, as that in their secret souls they would rather not see whales than otherwise. But all in vain; those young Platonists have a notion that their vision is imperfect; they are short-sighted; what use, then, to strain the visual nerve? They have left their opera-glasses at home.
>“Why, thou monkey,” said a harpooneer to one of these lads, “we’ve been cruising now hard upon three years, and thou hast not raised a whale yet. Whales are as scarce as hen’s teeth whenever thou art up here.” Perhaps they were; or perhaps there might have been shoals of them in the far horizon; but lulled into such an opium-like listlessness of vacant, unconscious reverie is this absent-minded youth by the blending cadence of waves with thoughts, that at last he loses his identity; takes the mystic ocean at his feet for the visible image of that deep, blue, bottomless soul, pervading mankind and nature; and every strange, half-seen, gliding, beautiful thing that eludes him; every dimly-discovered, uprising fin of some undiscernible form, seems to him the embodiment of those elusive thoughts that only people the soul by continually flitting through it. In this enchanted mood, thy spirit ebbs away to whence it came; becomes diffused through time and space; like Wickliff’s sprinkled Pantheistic ashes, forming at last a part of every shore the round globe over.
>There is no life in thee, now, except that rocking life imparted by a gently rolling ship; by her, borrowed from the sea; by the sea, from the inscrutable tides of God.
oh my

Many posts here call for a book equivalent to the popular video game franchise 'Dark Souls'. Well, look no further. I am writing such a novel starting tomorrow. Das it.

literally the Dark Souls of fantasy novels

I wrote a fantasy novel that took some creatures from other fantasy works like The Lord of the Rings, the Elder Scrolls series, the Dragon Age games, Game of Thrones, D&D, Pathfinder, Bloodborne and the Dark Souls games, World of Warcraft ,the Diablo games ECT and I'm a little confused about the fair use laws and specifically in this particular situation. My journalism teacher (who is very much a bitch) said I have to reference the original creators but what really rattles my tits is if by "referencing" I have to do the Harvard reference like you'd do in an essay or some shit like that. I'd like to publish it without going to court, and contacting the original creators to directly ask for permission might be a lengthy and difficult process.

>Weary of such destruction, I came to the point of telling myself: no more vacillation, sleep or die...reconquer sleep or disappear...But this reconquest is no easy matter: when you come close to it, you realize how deeply you have been marked by the nights. You love?...your impulses will be forever corrupted; you will emerge from each "ecstasy" like a scarecrow of pleasure; you will confront the glances of your too immediate companion with a criminal countenance; you will answer her sincere gestures with the irritations of an envenomed pleasure; her innocence with a guilty poetry, for everything for you will become a poetry of transgression. ....Crystalline ideas, happy sequence of thoughts? You will not think any more: it will be an explosion, a lava of concepts, without consequence and without order, a vomit of aggressive concepts spewed from your guts, punishments the flesh inflicts upon itself, the mind being a victim of the humors and out of the question...You will suffer from everything, and to excess: the winds will seem gales; every touch a dagger; smiles, slaps; trifles, cataclysms. Waking may come to an end, but its light survives within you; one does not see in the dark with impunity, one does not gather its lessons without danger; there are eyes which can no longer learn anything from the sun, and souls afflicted by nights from which they will never recover....

I'm looking for a book or a book series that explores dark fantasy and has a good amount of lore. I'm looking for a Dark Souls or Bloodborne type feel and I'd rather read this weekend than play video games.

I finished rereading a Lovecraft compilation last weekend, that was pretty good. Anyone got any recommendations? Can be from any time period. Considering rereading Dracula but I'd rather try something new.

is "lovecraftian" the Dark Souls analogy of /lit/?

/pol/ here. Looking to start reading because video games and movies are pozzed and SJW shit these days.

Looking for shit similar to The Witcher and Dark Souls.

What's the Dark Souls of literature?

Feeling nostalgic for Dark Souls despite not having played video games in 5 years or so. The closest thing I can think of is the Gormenghast trilogy, but I don't feel like re-reading it, and would like something with a little more action.

books like Dark Souls/Bloodborne? About a silent man's quest through apocalyptic lands, fraught with peril, monsters, and gothic stuff.

What is the Dark Souls of literature?

what is the Dark Souls of literature?

Can /lit/ recommend me the dark souls of horror fantasy novels.

Not memeing by the way actually curious.

what's the Dark Souls of literature?