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Either Mother Night by Vonnegut or Revolutionary Road by Richard Yates.
Chicago: City on the Make by Nelson Algren.
If You Give A Mouse A Cookie by Laura Numeroff (illustrated by Felicia Bond)
_Collected Stories of Amy Hempel_ or _Letters to a Young Poet_ by Rilke
Moby-Dick, or maybe Gravity’s Rainbow at this point. Maybe The Third Policeman by Flann O’Brien. One of those.
I reread Judy Blume’s Summer Sisters every June. Otherwise, Helen Humphreys’s The Lost Garden, Jeanne Marie Laskas’s Fifty Acres and a Poodle, and a handful of Joan Didion essays.
alice in wonderland; native son; proust; naked lunch
every time i get stressed out, I read Watership Down, by RIchard Adams. The first chapter is so quiet and green; it’s like reading a landscape. That is, until shit hits the fan and fur starts flying.
The Giver by Lois Lowry. That book just struck a nerve when I was a kid and I go back to it for inspiration quite often.
Life: a User’s Manual/ Moby-Dick/ Suttree.
anything twain.
Collected Poems of Wallace Stevens/The Necessary Angel.
shark attack
where the sidewalk ends
the things they carried
Byron’s Don Juan, Kafka, Confederacy of Dunces
Kiss Me, Judas by Will Christopher Baer – it puts me right into the mindset and vision of the neo-noir voice that I often write in. Similarly, I re-read All The Beautiful Sinners by Stephen Graham Jones almost as often, especially the opening scene.
collected works of billy the kid – michael ondaatje
i have a few i get to every year or so: absolam, absolam/ moby dick/ confidence man/ swann’s way / blood meridian/ humboldt’s gift/ beckett’s three novels/ the loser
Something Happened – Joseph Heller
Fiction: Water Margin
Non-Fiction: The Diamond Sutra
I got this as a Christmas gift about 7 years ago and haven’t gotten around to it. I suppose I should, eh?
Coming Through Slaughter by Ondaatje.
Also, Bright Existence by Brenda Hillman.
Evasion by Anonymous.
The Catcher in the Rye
Another vote for Revolutionary Road by Richard Yates.
Something Wicked This Way Comes.
Macbeth.
Lover, by Bertha Harris, the greatest surrealist radical lesbian novel I know. Or, when I’m unhappy, Daniel Pinkwater’s novels, like Alan Mendelsohn, the Boy From Mars; or Finn Family Moomintroll, by Tove Jansson.
The Complete Calvin and Hobbes, BIll Waterson
The Collected Fiction, Borges
Blood Meridian. The language works as a sort of reset for me.
Sphere, Michael Crichton.
Suttree.
Either Mother Night by Vonnegut or Revolutionary Road by Richard Yates.
the phantom tollboth
Chicago: City on the Make by Nelson Algren.
If You Give A Mouse A Cookie by Laura Numeroff (illustrated by Felicia Bond)
Alice in Wonderland and Borges’ short stories.
_Collected Stories of Amy Hempel_ or _Letters to a Young Poet_ by Rilke
Moby-Dick, or maybe Gravity’s Rainbow at this point. Maybe The Third Policeman by Flann O’Brien. One of those.
Ficciones, Invisible Cities.
I reread Judy Blume’s Summer Sisters every June. Otherwise, Helen Humphreys’s The Lost Garden, Jeanne Marie Laskas’s Fifty Acres and a Poodle, and a handful of Joan Didion essays.
haven’t read it recently, but I’ve probably read Fahrenheit 451 like 20 times.
Stranger in a Strange Land
alice in wonderland; native son; proust; naked lunch
Budget Travel Through Space and Time : Albert Goldbarth
Garbage : A.R. Ammons
every time i get stressed out, I read Watership Down, by RIchard Adams. The first chapter is so quiet and green; it’s like reading a landscape. That is, until shit hits the fan and fur starts flying.
Jitterbug Perfume – Tom Robbins
The Giver by Lois Lowry. That book just struck a nerve when I was a kid and I go back to it for inspiration quite often.
american psycho and rules of attraction by bret easton ellis, kafka and chekhov stories
Life: a User’s Manual/ Moby-Dick/ Suttree.
anything twain.
Collected Poems of Wallace Stevens/The Necessary Angel.
Jesus’ Son, Denis Johnson
American Pastoral and Sabbath’s Theater, Philip Roth
Break It Down, Lydia Davis
Elegy for the Southern Drawl, Rodney Jones
Babylon in a Jar, Andrew Hudgins
Airships, Barry Hannah
The End of the Story, Lydia Davis
shark attack
where the sidewalk ends
the things they carried
portable nietzsche is what i re-read the most.
maybe a close second is my old used book of robert service poetry. he was a lonely dude.
Byron’s Don Juan, Kafka, Confederacy of Dunces
Kiss Me, Judas by Will Christopher Baer – it puts me right into the mindset and vision of the neo-noir voice that I often write in. Similarly, I re-read All The Beautiful Sinners by Stephen Graham Jones almost as often, especially the opening scene.
Gass.
collected works of billy the kid – michael ondaatje
i have a few i get to every year or so: absolam, absolam/ moby dick/ confidence man/ swann’s way / blood meridian/ humboldt’s gift/ beckett’s three novels/ the loser
Pale Fire (Nabokov)
The Rings of Saturn (Sebald)
These Demented Lands (Warner)
Le Jardin des Plantes (C. Simon)
Mahu ou le matériau (Pinget)
Something Happened – Joseph Heller
Coming Through Slaughter is amazing. Especially that last page.
Fiction: Water Margin
Non-Fiction: The Diamond Sutra
I got this as a Christmas gift about 7 years ago and haven’t gotten around to it. I suppose I should, eh?
Coming Through Slaughter by Ondaatje.
Also, Bright Existence by Brenda Hillman.
Evasion by Anonymous.
The Catcher in the Rye
Everything by Daniil Kharms
Another vote for Revolutionary Road by Richard Yates.
Something Wicked This Way Comes.
Macbeth.
the great gatsby
i’m boring
Lover, by Bertha Harris, the greatest surrealist radical lesbian novel I know. Or, when I’m unhappy, Daniel Pinkwater’s novels, like Alan Mendelsohn, the Boy From Mars; or Finn Family Moomintroll, by Tove Jansson.
The Complete Calvin and Hobbes, BIll Waterson
The Collected Fiction, Borges
Blood Meridian. The language works as a sort of reset for me.
Sphere, Michael Crichton.
Jesus’s Son is the book I’ve read the most times– Once a year since I found it, with parts in between. I’ve read so much I almost can’t really read it– It just goes through me enjoyably, like an album you’ve listened to so many times that you put it on and its over before you know it.
Suttree.
Animal Farm
the phantom tollboth
dubliners, airships, stu dybek’s childhood and other neighborhoods, dfw’s brief interviews w/ hideous men are like the 4 cds that never come out of the 6 cd changer
infinite jest, essential works of emerson
Alice in Wonderland and Borges’ short stories.
Ficciones, Invisible Cities.
haven’t read it recently, but I’ve probably read Fahrenheit 451 like 20 times.
Stranger in a Strange Land
Budget Travel Through Space and Time : Albert Goldbarth
Garbage : A.R. Ammons
Jitterbug Perfume – Tom Robbins
american psycho and rules of attraction by bret easton ellis, kafka and chekhov stories
Jesus’ Son, Denis Johnson
American Pastoral and Sabbath’s Theater, Philip Roth
Break It Down, Lydia Davis
Elegy for the Southern Drawl, Rodney Jones
Babylon in a Jar, Andrew Hudgins
Airships, Barry Hannah
The End of the Story, Lydia Davis
portable nietzsche is what i re-read the most.
maybe a close second is my old used book of robert service poetry. he was a lonely dude.
Gass.
Pale Fire (Nabokov)
The Rings of Saturn (Sebald)
These Demented Lands (Warner)
Le Jardin des Plantes (C. Simon)
Mahu ou le matériau (Pinget)
Coming Through Slaughter is amazing. Especially that last page.
Everything by Daniil Kharms
the great gatsby
i’m boring
have you committed it to memory?
Jesus’s Son is the book I’ve read the most times– Once a year since I found it, with parts in between. I’ve read so much I almost can’t really read it– It just goes through me enjoyably, like an album you’ve listened to so many times that you put it on and its over before you know it.
Animal Farm
Annie On My Mind by Nancy Garden
dubliners, airships, stu dybek’s childhood and other neighborhoods, dfw’s brief interviews w/ hideous men are like the 4 cds that never come out of the 6 cd changer
infinite jest, essential works of emerson
hi-five, was gonna say IJ & Walden. DFW’s work feels like it somehow is related to HDT, RWE’s writing. Have read only a pinch of Emerson, now feel compelled to read more.
I agree, it does feel like there are strange connections. Did DFW ever even mention the transcendentalists? I’m not recalling anything. . .
Glad to see Coming Through Slaughter getting some props.
The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn
Jazz by Toni Morrison
As I Lay Dying
Nine Stories
Flannery O’Connor’s short stories
have you committed it to memory?
Annie On My Mind by Nancy Garden
it’s good.
hi-five, was gonna say IJ & Walden. DFW’s work feels like it somehow is related to HDT, RWE’s writing. Have read only a pinch of Emerson, now feel compelled to read more.
I agree, it does feel like there are strange connections. Did DFW ever even mention the transcendentalists? I’m not recalling anything. . .
Lipstick Traces: A Secret History Of The Twentieth Century, Greil Marcus; On The Genealogy Of Morals, Friedrich Nietzsche.
Glad to see Coming Through Slaughter getting some props.
The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn
Jazz by Toni Morrison
As I Lay Dying
Nine Stories
Flannery O’Connor’s short stories
Do you remember when you told lies about taking baths and getting stabbed? We all stared at you and it was exactly like your list.
Autobiography of Red and Nomina from my big-girl life.
Dancing on the Edge and Phantom Tollbooth from my little-girl life.
hehehe. it was an ‘in-class exercise’ as i recall
I think it was a getting-to-know-you/look-how-much-writers-love-to-lie first day of class shindig. And now here we are thread-jacking.
Grace Paley
The Member of the Wedding – Carson McCullers
The Sun Also Rises – never get tired of that for some reason
The Third Policeman
it’s good.
Oh, good one! That’s absolute bad-day-comfort material right there.
Lipstick Traces: A Secret History Of The Twentieth Century, Greil Marcus; On The Genealogy Of Morals, Friedrich Nietzsche.
Do you remember when you told lies about taking baths and getting stabbed? We all stared at you and it was exactly like your list.
Autobiography of Red and Nomina from my big-girl life.
Dancing on the Edge and Phantom Tollbooth from my little-girl life.
hehehe. it was an ‘in-class exercise’ as i recall
I think it was a getting-to-know-you/look-how-much-writers-love-to-lie first day of class shindig. And now here we are thread-jacking.
Grace Paley
The Member of the Wedding – Carson McCullers
The Sun Also Rises – never get tired of that for some reason
The Third Policeman
Oh, good one! That’s absolute bad-day-comfort material right there.
Lorrie Moore: Like Life.
Jimmy Corrigan.
Richard Yates shorts.
Ballard: Atrocity Exhibition.
Lorrie Moore: Like Life.
Jimmy Corrigan.
Richard Yates shorts.
Ballard: Atrocity Exhibition.
Fight Club, I used to reread Rich Dad, Poor Dad over and over as a kid
Fight Club, I used to reread Rich Dad, Poor Dad over and over as a kid
nice, i like you rebecca
i’ll echo JS, must have read that 5 times? 10?
nice, i like you rebecca
i’ll echo JS, must have read that 5 times? 10?