/lit/ - Literature

>And in the end he truly was Ulysses.

Wtf Joyce

Shize? I should shee! Macool, Macool, orra whyi deed ye diie? of a trying thirstay mournin? Sobs they sighdid at Fillagain's chrissormiss wake, all the hoolivans of the nation, prostrated in their consternation and their duodisimally profusive plethora of ululation. There was plumbs and grumes and cheriffs and citherers and raiders and cinemen too. And the all gianed in with the shout-most shoviality. Agog and magog and the round of them agrog. To the continuation of that celebration until Hanandhunigan's extermination! Some in kinkin corass, more, kankan keening. Belling him up and filling him down. He's stiff but he's steady is Priam Olim! 'Twas he was the dacent gaylabouring youth. Sharpen his pillowscone, tap up his bier! E'erawhere in this whorl would ye hear sich a din again? With their deepbrow fundigs and the dusty fidelios. They laid him brawdawn alanglast bed. With a bockalips of finisky fore his feet. And a barrowload of guenesis hoer his head. Tee the tootal of the fluid hang the twoddle of the fuddled, O!

>>9985638
calm down hombre

/lit/, I'm aware most of us have excessive literary backlogs.

Let's try and sort this out: if you're currently undecided on what to read, post 5 titles you're interested in reading and the other anons will pick one for you. After that, just dive in.

I'll get the ball rolling - I just finished Dubliners and I need a hand picking my next read:
Gogol's Dead Souls
Hubert Selby Jr's The Demon
John Williams' Stoner
Herman Melville's Moby Dick
Dante's Divine Comedy

What advice would you give to a writer in how to achieve good writing?

Should structure be considered or ignored in favour of exploration of language in a narrative?

>>6549587
Alright, so you presented a point without an argument and just threw a snarky pretence of wit in there. I concede, I mistook the distinct absence of a point for a point.

>>6541169
Triggering you? Calm down Tumblrfag, just take a nice deep breath and deal with your vaginal cramps.

"…I was a Flower of the mountain yes when I put the rose in my hair like the Andalusian girls used or shall I wear a red yes and how he kissed me under the Moorish wall and I thought well as well him as another and then I asked him with my eyes to ask again yes and then he asked me would I yes to say yes my mountain flower and first I put my arms around him yes and drew him down to me so he could feel my breasts all perfume yes and his heart was going like mad and yes I said yes I will Yes."