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Recent s/h find...I Seem To Be A Verb - R.Buckminster Fuller. Another little design classic to sit alongside The Medium Is The Massage and War And Peace In The Global Village
I am currently reading the Mitfords letters - at forst glance it would appear to be a rather trivial collection of posh girls letters. But it is as gripping as a novel - 6 girls who grew up in the twenties - one becomes a Hitler groupie, another marries Mosely, another goes off and fights the facists in Spain and is a life long red. I suppose what it feels like is like a novel wherer there are six unreliable narrators - each with their own agenda, grudges and jealousies and each writing these most fluent and beautiful letters, some about very little and others seething with family slights never quite fixed. It's one of my books of the year.
*i.e. all my reading!
I remember liking that a lot but that's all I remember really."Am 80 pages into Lord Jim - not sure waht i feel about it although I know there is much love for Conrad round these parts."
Indeed, who knew there were so many books about The Cramps?"saw that reading list John - pretty impressive!"
The best letter so far I think is from a guy who fell in love with a vacuum cleaner.
has anyone else read the rest of the sea of fertility series? should they be read in order? as no.2 is tricky to get hold of.
has anyone else read the rest of the sea of fertility series? should they be read in order? as no.2 is tricky to get hold of.
as an aside, like many japanese novels it has an obsession with ladies' necks (esp. the bit of the neck normally hidden by clothing)- highlighting how tightly controlled and formalised japanese society was/is. this seems to be echoed in some of the modern day erotic quirks the japanese have.
Affluenza by Oliver James, and Status Anxiety by Alain de Bottom (sic). It's proto-research for a book I might write about equality.
Next up is Badiou's Logics of Worlds, when my copy finally arrives. I've been boning up on Lawvere (Sets for Mathematics) and Goldblatt (Topoi) in the meantime.
I'm reading London City of Disappearances (compiled) by Iain Sinclair which my girlfriend grabbed for me from a charity shop - a compendium of various musings on London, you know the kind of thing. Really enjoyed the first bits which were about all the book shops on Charing Cross Road (which is where I work now) in the sixties and the staff lifestyle of spending all night at the UFO Club before kipping on the shop floor and then opening it to people such as Jean-Paul Belmondo and William Burroughs.