Lolita is exhaustingly brilliant.
I failed to read Moby Dick

Just couldn't keep it up, I was really enjoying it too.
This is becoming a real concern for me now, this inability to get any reading done. I probably should start restricting my access to a computer, it distracts me too much.
I'm reading 'The Mountains Of Madness' on the train to/from work, having read 'The Haunter In The Dark' recently (and the Holleubecq (sic) book on Lovecraft). I think Lovecraft is almost starting to click for me now as a stylist - was reading a paragraph today about a mirage of a city hovering above the mountains and all the hammy anti-romanticism that usually makes me roll my eyes actually carried me away. I was almost luxuriating in it, as absurd as it is. I love the way the main scientists have just happened to have read 'the Necronomican'! There's certainly something fascinating about Lovecraft's stuff - I suppose the fact that he situates horror in the scientific world, on a truly universal and unfathomable scale, and suggests that 'nature' is not something to be worshipped by the thinking man but to be recoiled from in cowed horror.
Which is how we all feel now, post-Christianity, on a Monday morning.