I've read the Mars Trilogy and really enjoyed it. Although I stopped reading the third book when it KSR started writing old man wish fulfillment fantasy of old men sleeping with super young women.
The Emerald Mile sounds very interesting, added to my list.
Ah, I loved that movie but had forgotten the name.
It has been added to my list. Thank you!
Last time I tried to get into poetry I bought a copy of The Best Poems of the English Language compiled by Harold Bloom. I'll try reading aloud from it to my partner. If she complains, I'll tell her a lit teacher gave me an assignment.
I've enjoyed some poetry, especially during several college courses I took where I had to read it. My problem, and this is going to sound really stupid, is that there's something about rhyming and broken line formatting of a lot of poetry that puts me on edge.
It's like a subtle feeling of nails going across a chalkboard to read line after line of rhyming verse. Lines stopping suddenly followed by hanging indents feels like being in stop and go traffic. It's something I try and get past every few years but without success. It feels like work and not reading for pleasure. My thought was it probably has something to do with ADHD.
Maybe I should give Leaves of Grass another go.
It's sitting on my shelf waiting to be read. Just moved it to the top of my Bookwyrm reading queue.
I've really enjoyed recordings of his talks. Might not be what I'm looking for but thanks for reminding me about Watts. I need to revisit some of his stuff.
Yes, exactly. Nonfiction can sometimes scratch that itch for me, but it's not exactly what I want either.
Works by Paulo Coelho is the only thing that come up when I search Coelho.
Ya not sure it's what I need at the moment, but it looks very interesting and I've added it to my to read list.
Two mastodon posts from the year progress account. The first post shows a 100% complete status bar. The second is a 0% status bar.
X screenshot that says "Oh my god did you see the latest poll? Pennsylvania is within the marg-"
You bolt awake. The year is 1656. You summon a servant, sure of what must be done. You are Oliver Cromwell, Lord Protector of the Commonwealth. And William Penn must die.
Screenshot of Twitter
"JD Vance has the face of a man caught between eras. He looks like he wants to segregate a My Chemical Romance concert."
A screenshot of a Smithsonian post. There is a picture of a fossil crab partially extracted from the surrounding rock. 2 little barnacles on its shell are also fossilized. The text says: This crab has never had to log into outlook at 8 am on a Monday morning. Crabs and other fossils are often found at the center of hardened spheres of rock known as concretions.
A while back I listened to Siddhartha on Librevox. I love it and the reader was great too.
I can think. I can wait. I can fast.