/lit/ - Literature

>>13021077

>>11568700
Your intelligence is appeeciated

>>11304883
dat dere corrupted power process bra. mufuggin tier 1 an 3 shit. Ain't nuff tier 2 ta go round if ya knowsayin

>>11151901
>tfw found a complete Shakespeare with no notes or annotations

>>11061634

>>10916109

So I bought the whole Book of the New Sun series... its ok so far.. it has some strange concepts and just seems random as fuck... dueling with a deadly flower and throwing the leaves at each other? lol ok.. anyways.. What makes this book series so highly rated on /lit/? Its definitely different so far.

>>10612721
I got like, maybe 90 pages

>>10304795

The beach was hot, but the water cool,
A deadly combination that would have Tyrone play the fool.

Tyrone had just finished his last day of summer school. He knew he wasn't book smart like all the white honor roll kids or his Uncle Tom teacher, Dr. Jones. Finishing a third session of MLK High's summer program only proved this point. But, he would be a senior and make his mom proud by graduating in the spring for whatever that'd be worth. Hell, senior year wasn't anything more than teenage babysitting at its core. Of course he could make something out of it if he planned to "further his education," but he wasn't interested and never had been. Tyrone thought college was a scam. You work and you die. How you make your money doesn't make a lick of difference, so fuck it. There are always janitorial jobs and he damn well knew McDonald's hires 24/7, seven days a week. The beautiful thing about working a sucker job is that you can always say fuck it and pack up shop. Tyrone would never have to be a corporate kiss ass. He'd never have to worry about the job market being bad. He'd never have to hear a single, "GOODNESS ME, MICHAEL! WHERE ARE THOSE SPREADSHEETS? IT'S DARN NEAR 5 O'CLOCK!" As long as he wanted work, he'd find it. He wasn't stupid or lazy, not really. Tyrone was just uninspired. For some people the stars aren't worth reaching for. Even if he worked his ass off in school and went to college, the best he could hope to do is become another Dr. "Uncle Tom" Jones. He didn't want that. So when the bell rang and he walked down the steps of MLK High at the end of his third consecutive "Summer Learning Session," Tyrone wanted nothing more than to enjoy the last few weeks before Fall Semester started back up.

He got a text and glanced down at his phone. "Beach?" his cousin had texted. Tyrone and everyone he knew were over 70 miles from the nearest beach, but what the hell. It beat sitting at home playing videogames with a busted A/C unit. He wrote back, "yo def. Wat time?" He had walked almost halfway back home and sweated all the way through his wife-beater before his cousin called to explain his family would be going out tomorrow morning to celebrate his dad getting paroled. The first thing his dad wanted to do after getting out was to smoke up some ribs and barbeque chicken on the beach like their grandad used to do back in the day. It was supposed to be an immediate-family only affair, but Tyrone had been like a brother to his cousin Marquis and Marquis urged his parents to bring his cousin along. So, Tyrone got the invite and agreed to be picked up the following day around Ten O'clock.

Tyrone got back home and was hit by a wall of heat when he opened the flimsy apartment door. As he sat down in his room and booted up the PS4, he thought his time on the beach couldn't come around soon enough...

>>9774069
>First real response

I know it's good. Here to get stroked
I have no one to show my writing talents cuz everyone is a boring idiot

And cuz I suffer from theiamania

>>9762305
>writing code all night

>>9755148
ig?

>>9710462
>I can only suggest you that you read it first time cover to cover

I really should do this. I have been reading Ulysses trying not to let anything go under my nose, trying to pick up on all puns, references, allusions and I'm still just 5 pages in when they leave the tower for a bath. (And holy fuck this guy really did it) but dam I'm never gonna finish like this. So I see how getting the skeleton down first and then coming back to it would be a better way of finishing it. Have u reread Ulysses?

There is nothing wrong with convincing yourself that you're a great writer and living in that delusion.

We all have deluded ideas of ourselves and its not good to suprress them or live them out in fantasy

So /lit/, what books do you recommend I get my pet parakeet's imaginary friend?

>he likes dadaist poetry
>inuit throat singing
>funposting

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