Online Dating
When will match.com learn. Someone with the username of ‘FatherOSound’ is not going to be compatible. Unless he is being ironic which, let’s face it, he’s not.
When will match.com learn. Someone with the username of ‘FatherOSound’ is not going to be compatible. Unless he is being ironic which, let’s face it, he’s not.
2009
Lolita- Vladimir Nabakov
Memoirs- Tennessee Williams
Five O’Clock Angel- Tennessee Williams
The Glass Menagerie- Tennessee Williams
Street Car named Desire- Tennessee Williams
The House of Spirits- Isabella Allende
2010
Let the Right One In- John Ajvide Lindqvist
Everything is Illuminated- Jonathan Safran Foer
Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close- Jonathan Safran Foer
The History of Love- Nicole Kraus
The Earth Hums in B Flat- Mari Strachan
Walk Two Moons- Sharon Creech
2011
Breakfast at Tiffany’s- Truman Capote
In Cold Blood- Truman Capote
Music for Chameleons- Truman Capote
Mao”s Last Dancer- Li Cunxin
To Kill a Mockingbird- Harper Lee
The Optimist’s Daughter- Eudora Welty
The Master and Marguerita- Mikail Bulgakov
The Fixer- Bernard Malamud
I Capture the Castle- Dodie Smith
The Posessed- Elif Batuman
The Last Samurai- Helen Dewitt
The Bell Jar- Sylvia Plath
The Sneetches- Dr. Suess :)
The Tiger’s Wife- Téa Obrecht
My Mortal Enemy- Willa Cather
Oranges are not the only Fruit- Jeanette Winterson
Interview with the Vampire- Anne Rice
The Man who was Thursday- G.K. Chesterton
2012
Beloved- Toni Morrison
Jane Eyre- Charlotte Bronte
Tess of the D’Urbervilles- Thomas Hardy
Out of Africa- Karen Blixen
Madame Bovary- Gustave Flaubert
Lightening Rods- Helen Dewitt
We have always lived in the Castle- Shirley Jackson
Seducers in Equador- Vita Sackville-West
The Grass Harp- Truman Capote
The Roman Spring of Mrs Stone- Tennessee Williams
And Before…
Haroun and the Sea of Stories- Salman Rushdie
Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas- Hunter S. Thompson
The Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test- Tom Woolf
Trainspotting- Irvine Welsh
The Wasp Factory- Iain Banks
K-Pax- Gene Brewer
“I knew that he had assassinated the sea, for his hands were stained blue.”
It was the day before the clocks went back and the day after she had had the dream. In the dream she had seen the ghosts of the structures of ancient civilisations crumbling down; Roman columns and Greek temples. They were positioned slightly in front of the coastline because the cliffs had eroded since their day. They fell revealing the white cliffs behind them. They fell silently. She had watched from a vantage point at sea. The sea was quite flat. The colours were fine and bright showing through a pale haze of water droplets hanging in the air. And the sun was almost white and high up in a cloudless blue sky. It was not hot on account of it being near the chill of the water. She did not remember a breeze. It felt like a dream of spiritual ascension. She was lying next to him the night she dreamt it. The old structures were falling away. Those chalky cliffs seemed pure. And that is how she felt when she was with him. Pure, bright and present, generous, godly; Repented of sin. She experienced love as a state of being which is utterly devoid of guilt. She assumed it is what happens when we finally believe we deserve it. She was later diagnosed with hypomania.
Take away that which is obsolete.
“Zen … does not confuse spirituality with thinking about God while one is peeling potatoes. Zen spirituality is just to peel the potatoes.”
We must know our position to defend it. - The Grass Harp
You cannot think and hit at the same time
- Susan Sontag writing in ‘Regarding the Pain of Others’
In this case, the stoat of clarity is divorced from reality.
He asked me why did i idolize him when I am manic ?
And i told him that i was sorry but it was not him that I idolized.
He was but a thread in the rich tapestry of my vision.
Am considering starting a new blog… ’Me and my Bipolar Molar’
Although… the title lends itself to a story. Not an epic. A novella at a stretch. But definitely longer than a short.
Following a discussion with a psychiatrist I was diagnosed with type two bipolar.
Psych- It would appear from what you’ve told me that you seem to be on the more manic side of things.
Me- That’s strange because i’d always imagined myself more on the depressive side of things.
Psych- Erm… no
Me- Oh! (Laughs wildly) I thought that happy feeling was normal!
Psych- Erm.. no
Me- Oooops!
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