/lit/ - Literature

Agreed

Agreed. He tends to drag in places but I didn't mind much.

>>422467
i disagree, and my counter argument is that your a fag

>>422481
"You're".

East of Eden


Steinbeck's masterpiece.

>>422485
That faggot Sawyer on LOST spoiler Of Mice And Men for me, that cunt.

>>422494
Spoiled*

dat truck stop diner scene

>>422482
i rest my case

>>422498
Where?!

>That faggot Sawyer on LOST spoiler Of Mice And Men for me, that cunt.
>That faggot Sawyer on LOST spoiler Of Mice And Men for me, that cunt.


grammar nazi having troubles?

>>422515
I corrected my mistake in the post below, twat.

>>422518
look who's callin someone a twat

>>422519
*Raises hand*

Definitely one of the better book titles I've seen.

Grapes of Wrath and amazing writing style? Really? The book is gripping IMO but this is hardly his best work stylistically. And, to warm up the pretentious platitudes, his characters, as always, do suck pretty hard.

>>422511
There's two really good ones. Chapter 2 has one, but I was thinking of Chapter 15

paste'd a section for you

>Minnie or Susy or Mae, middle-aging behind the counter, hair curled and rouge and powder on a sweating face. Taking orders in a soft low voice, calling them to the cook with a screech like a peacock. Mopping the counter with circular strokes, polishing the big shining coffee urns. The cook is Joe or Carl or Al, hot in a white coat and apron, beady sweat on white forehead, below the white cook's cap; moody, rarely speaking, looking up for a moment at each new entry. Wiping the griddle, slapping down the hamburger. He repeats Mae's orders gently, scrapes the griddle, wipes it down with burlap. Moody and silent. Mae is the contact, smiling, irritated, near to outbreak; smiling while her eyes look on past- unless for truck drivers. There's the backbone of the joint. Where the trucks stop, that's where the customers come. Can't fool truck drivers, they know. They bring the customer. They know. Give 'em a stale cup a coffee an' they're off the joint. Treat 'em right an' they come back. Mae really smiles with all her might at truck drivers. She bridles a little, fixes her back hair so that her breasts will lift with her raised arms, passes the time of day and indicates great things, great times, great jokes. Al never speaks. He is no contact. Sometimes he smiles a little at a joke, but he never laughs. Sometimes he looks up at the vivaciousness in Mae's voice, and then he scrapes the griddle with a spatula, scrapes the grease into an iron trough around the plate

I read it, loved it. Got to the end and was all like 'wat'.

>>422589
Seriously. At the end of that book I sat silently for fifteen minutes, contemplating.

>>422589
it's all about the milk, yo

>>422605

Yeah. But then I talked to some people about it and it seems that the breastfeeding was the only act in the book that was not futile. That made sense to me.

>>422579
I remember that, I thought you meant in a movie or something ("scene"). Aye, that was fantastic.

>>422527
Well, I have only read this novel of his, so I don' t know how he wrote the other ones.

I don't know whose writing style is better, his, or Dickens'. Probably Dickens'.