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Posted by: nacho
« on: September 04, 2014, 08:22:44 AM »

Oh, there's a trilogy by Morris. I assume they should be read in this order: Rise, Colonel, then Rex?

Unless you want the Benjamin Button version, yes.
Posted by: RottingCorpse
« on: September 03, 2014, 07:36:16 PM »

Oh, there's a trilogy by Morris. I assume they should be read in this order: Rise, Colonel, then Rex?
Posted by: nacho
« on: September 03, 2014, 03:29:43 PM »

Missus RC and I realized this has been the year of Teddy Roosevelt for us. Any good Teddy biography recommendations?

Edmund Morris leads the pack.
Posted by: RottingCorpse
« on: September 03, 2014, 10:15:17 AM »

Missus RC and I realized this has been the year of Teddy Roosevelt for us. Any good Teddy biography recommendations?
Posted by: nacho
« on: September 20, 2010, 05:14:28 PM »


Arriving in stores on September 28 from Thomas Dunne Books is the English-translated "Handling the Undead", a zombie tale from Swedish author John Ajvide Lindqvist. Best known for penning "Let the Right One In", "Undead" begins in Stockholm where the power grid has gone crazy. In the morgue and in cemeteries, the recently deceased are waking up. One grandfather is alight with hope that his grandson will be returned, but one husband is aghast at what his adored wife has become. Bloody Disgusting Ryan Daley has posted his review of the book, which can be found inside.
Posted by: nacho
« on: May 26, 2010, 08:06:57 AM »

The sad thing is that it looks like the autobiography has been available for researchers all this time.  So it's not some big secret the estate has been sitting on.  Every Twain biographer has read it and stolen from it for their own work.
Posted by: Cassander
« on: May 25, 2010, 09:30:54 PM »

Opening line:

"The news of my death is now over a hundred years old and greatly underreported."
Posted by: nacho
« on: May 25, 2010, 12:45:17 PM »

More details at:

(what's quoted below is not from that source)

Mark Twain spent the last decade of his life writing over 5,000 pages of memoir. He asked that none of it be published until 100 years after his death in 1910. This November, the University of California will publish the first volume of this work, which, as befits one of the true giants of American letters, is full of raging gossip!

The most salacious part of the 500,000-word memoir is the 400 pages Twain wrote during the last year of his life, about a relationship he had with his secretary, Isabel Van Kleek Lyon, after the death of his wife. Lyon and Twain were so close she liked to buy him vibrators (really), but the two had a falling out in 1909 that left Twain a teensy bit peeved. As a historian told The Independent:

    "Most people think Mark Twain was a sort of genteel Victorian. Well, in this document he calls her a slut and says she tried to seduce him … There is a perception that Twain spent his final years basking in the adoration of fans. The autobiography will perhaps show that it wasn't such a happy time. He spent six months of the last year of his life writing a manuscript full of vitriol, saying things that he'd never said about anyone in print before. It really is 400 pages of bile."

Of course, bile that has been simmering for 100 years is less potent than the fresh stuff, and Twain knew this: Scholars think he wanted a century-long cooling-off period so as not to offend friends with his oversharing or readers with his politically incorrect views. (Another scholar tells The Independent that in the manuscript Twain [has] doubts about God … questions the imperial mission of the US … and takes the view that patriotism was the last refuge of the scoundrel.") The downside of this kind of waiting period is the possibility that no one will care about your memoir when it's done: Twain, rightfully, was not much concerned about this. If he had been, he still would have caught our attention with the vibrator bit. Looking forward to the whole, long thing, Mr. Clemens!

Amazon link:

Autobiography of Mark Twain, Vol. 1
Posted by: nacho
« on: April 28, 2010, 11:14:48 AM »

Nope...but thrilled to see that Alex Garland did the screenplay.
Posted by: RottingCorpse
« on: April 25, 2010, 10:51:30 PM »

I was told to read 'Never Let Me Go' by Kazuo Ishiguro. Anyone read it?
Posted by: nacho
« on: November 22, 2009, 08:44:50 PM »

Actually, King does write all this stuff.  Unlike many famous authors.

But, hey, look at me.  12,000 words a month just because I drunkenly want to see if I can do it.  Now imagine if I had millions of dollars worth of incentive.  1000 page novels every nine months?  YES!  As long as the checks cash.
Posted by: Tatertots
« on: November 22, 2009, 08:30:44 PM »

Or, you know, it was ghost written.
Posted by: nacho
« on: November 22, 2009, 08:23:40 PM »

Yeah, just about.
Posted by: Cassander
« on: November 22, 2009, 06:16:51 PM »

Posted by: nacho
« on: November 22, 2009, 04:10:16 PM »

Right, so, Under the Dome.  It's not as bad as Cell.  But it's pretty fucking weak.  Not the "King comeback" novel it's being billed as.  I'm watching Gaydar Defying Gravity right now and god bored with the episode so I flipped open Under the Dome and started reading as well.  As a sad critique on both the book and Defying GRavity, it was able to follow both storylines without missing a beat.

An example: Along with a couple in a plane, the opening chapter of Under the Dome is told from the viewpoint of a woodchuck.  And the cast of characters in the beginning features "dogs of note."  So, yeah, King has fucking lost it.  And I mean lost it 100%.  It is gone.  All talent, ability, and creativity.  Gone.  Gone, gone, gone.

That said, I'm hooked after five pages.  And since he's copying that movie I linked to above, it's great.  Instead of stupid 1950's goofballs, it's modern day Stephen King characters going through all the motions.  So...that's neat.  And it doesn't have the feeling Cell had - where you wonder if King pulled an Ellison and sat down at the kitchen table while his agent was in the next room and pounded the story out in 5 minutes.

I'm glad I only paid 8 bucks for the hardcover, though.  As with much of modern King -- worth stealing, not worth reading.