/lit/ - Literature

>>9902685
Michigan? Now why the fuck would you want to go to Michigan?

>>9902658

start with the greeks, obviously.

>>9897399
>*cums on ur face*

Tebow

>>9894596

>tfw i skipped the greeks

>>9894383
>t.

>>9152944
I have this exact model in silver and it looks very dildo-like

how can i contact carli

>>4298130
The central character in the Malazan Book of The Fallen series is a lesbian. Though calling her a central character is a stretch as she never(?) gets POV time and doesn't feature in the early books. The major arcs somewhat converge around her actions though.

>>3758422

Thats awesome I'm going to switch to that website instead of LT. I want to catagoriz them into the ones I've read and plan on reading which LT apparently can't do.

>>3758287

There are tonnes of websites that you can use to catalog your library; just google 'catalog home library'

>>3758293

I honestly have no idea; I think its sort of the cool/redditor/hipster douchbag thing to follow now.

>>3757973

Librarything, its pretty simple to use.

http://www.librarything.com/

>>3757992

I'm studying political science in university, thats why 90% of those books are political or political theory. The dummies book was my sister that I read a few years back before starting university and the How to Read a Book is just brilliant. Helped a lot with reading some of the harder philosophical texts.

>>3758194

Dont give up! I've wanted to organize my books for awhile now so I took them all down, placed them on my bed and just went through them on the website. It seriously takes like 10mins for 80 books.

Post em' & Discuss

...just finished cataloging all of the books in my room; took like 10minutes.

PART 7, FINALE

The village was furious with him, they didn't understand how he could grieve the death of something that caused them so much suffering.They decided he was no longer one of them They took the other half of the seed and put it over him. He was enclosed in the seed. He struggled to get out but the seed had shut and couldn't be opened. The village men lifted the seed and threw it over a cliff. They had rid themselves of the boy, whom they condidered and ungreatfull traitor.

The seed landed in a neighboring village that lay bellow the cliff.

A horrible stench began to fill the air . . .

PART 6

One day, a small boy left unattended wandered off, he came across the monster, much to innoccent to fear the hidious freak. However at that verry moment, it all stopped. The monster was silent, his whales became soft wimpers as the boy came closer to him. The boy as any young thing would knew only to comfort the suffering and so he did. They embraced. However once everyone had seen the monster was no threat, vengance flooded their will, and overtook their minds. What seemed like an eternity of suffering and terror boiled within them and became bloodlust. A thirst that could only be quenched by the death of the monster that had caused them so much suffering. They threw aside the little boy as they savagely beat the monster, the boy could only watch in horror as his new friend was brutally killed without mercy. Everyone left shouting in victory and celebrating their newfound peace. But the boy remained next to the body of the dead monster. The boy stayed and grieved thre monster's death

The boy grew to be a loner, afraid to make any firends fearing the would be killed to. One day, he took the remains of the seed the mosnter had come in, and crawled inside them. Memories of mob killing the monster rushed into his head, he sobbed until he fell asleep. he villagers were wondering where the boy had gone, night would soon come and they worried he was lost. When they found him he was grieving the monster's death lying inside a part of the seed that the monster had come in.

PART 4

Day after day, it's speech became, clearer, sharper, increasingly intelligable. It began to spew vulgatities without rest, every few days it would break down into unintelligable blabber again and receed into long hysterical moments of crying. This went on for generations, each new one coming to know the suffering that it caused. Each one, never going near the monster, yet unable to escape it.

PART 3

The tears of the unfortunate people whom this tragedy had fallen upon slowly gave life to this seed. An eternal nightmare awaited them when it sprouted. On the darkest nights, it burst from the ground. A revolting, monster, who stemmed from the earth. A neck and a head with no no eyes, no nose, no ears. Only a mouth. A mouth which it produced ta sharp, blood curdling scream.

Life had become a living hell for it's audience. They were unjustly doomed to eternal suffering by this hellish creature.
But the worst had yet to come. After weeks, It's shreiking had stopped. It began to babble incoherntly, but amongst the indecipherable stutters, and screams were words. Icomplete phrases, which only spoke of suffering. They were but melancholy ramblings which had no meaning.

PART 2

It began to give of an unbearable odor, a smell which instilled a feeling of terror in all that came across it . . . It reeked of death. Soon it became to much, every man, woman and child went mad. People would break into hysterical fits, and sob themselves to sleep. Yet no one dared go near the seed.

After years, the seed had been enveloped by the soft dirt. A reassuring feeling of security, had come. It was finally gone. But there was always a hint of uneasiness in the air. The putrid smell, although faint, was still there. But this time it was sharper, more volatile than before. What was once a smell of death, that induced horror, would become like the chilling realization of stumbling upon a corpse, the smell of horror.

PART 1

For what seems like an eternity ago, a tragic mistake set in stone, forever a black mark on the sanctity of a peaceful village occured. All sense and logic had fled the land long ago before it happened, as they knew this was innevitable. From the dark, stormy heavens fell a huge seed, twice the size of a larg, grown man. It fell just outside of the village.

The seed stayed there for months, slowly sinking into the dirt. Children would ocassionaly examine it playing around and on top of it. But parents quickly scolded them and prohibited anyone in the village from going near the seed, everyone would rather carry the burden of fearing what it could be on there shoulders than taking a risk and going near it. After weeks the village had forgotten about the seed, it was only a memory to them. However they would soon be reminded of it's presence and given a taste of the horror that was to come

Greetings, /lit/

I recently wrote a short story, and wanted to request a critique.

It's a bit on the depressing side but I wanted to see if anyone would get the message

I know there's a lot of room left for improvement but I just couldn't wait to show it to somebody.

It's long so I'll be posting in parts!

>>2547349

Oh, crap. I forgot the .gif

>>2547315

You're right, I should scratch that and leave the interpretation open to the viewer. Sorry for the spelling mistakes, I hurt my right hand the other dau boxing. Since it was written as improv I could go over it a second time and fix a few things.

>>2547306

Anon, that was absolutely amazing.

>mfw when I finshed reading that