Before that read You Gotta Get Bigger Dreams: And Other Stories by Alan Cumming
Before that read Isabella Blow by Martina Rink
Barbarian Days: A Surfing Life by William Finnegan. The 2016 Pulitzer Prize winning autobiography.
Chins Could Kill: Confessions of a B-Movie Actor, a popcorn memoir by Bruce Campbell.
Green Migraine, poems by Michael Dickman (I'm still trying to decide what I think of this book.)
Star- Blind In The Family of Fortune Keepers, poems by Melissa Atkinson Mercer
(Not just because she is my dear friend but also because no one writes like she does, and very few as beautifully and compellingly, I highly recommend it.)
Followed up by The Android's Dream by John Scalzi and Y: The Last Man - The Deluxe Edition Book Three by Brian K. Vaughan.
Going to start Paper Girls Vol. 3 then finally getting around to plowing through Schlock -o- Rama: The Films of Al Adamson .
Gave up on Schlock -o- Rama: The Films of Al Adamson and donated it to one of those free popup library boxes by the Prospect Park Q station stop alongside four volumes of Questionable Content webcomic collections.
Flown through the excellent Underground Airlines by Ben H. Winters. Prior to that, Y: The Last Man - The Deluxe Edition Book Three by Brian K. Vaughan. Got the final two deluxe edition volumes of that series... praise to Amazon.com. Now alternating between Vol. 4 of that series and Trigger Warning: Short Fictions and Disturbances by Neil Gaiman.
Before that read Carsick: John Waters Hitchhikes Across American by John Waters
Before that read Not My Father's Son by Alan Cumming
It's been too long since I've read a book - keep trying to get caught up on my magazines (Vanity Fair is a fattie every month).
Coraline by Neil Gaiman;
The Disaster Artist: My Life inside 'The Room', the Greatest Bad Movie Ever Made By: Greg Sestero, Tom Bissell
Reading the last volume of Y: The Last Man.
Just received I Am Legend for free on Audible tonight as a part of Audible's 20th anniversary celebration.
A third the way through The Scarlet Gospels by Clive Barker. My first Clive Barker as well as Hellraiser novel. A Lovecraftian noir!
Prior to that:
A Day in the Life of Marlon Bundo by Jill Twiss, Marlon Bundo (Inspiration), E.G. Keller (Illustrator) [The children't book featured by John Oliver in which parodies the VP Mike Pence family bunny book that was also released this week].
Beyond the Blue Event Horizon (Heechee Saga, #2) by Frederik Pohl.
The Ocean at the End of the Lane: A Novel: Neil Gaiman.
Really simple and dark contemporary fairy tale.
Will start Paper Girls Volume 4 this week. Graphic novel that will be a breeze to fly through. Also have Ring, the classic Japanese horror novel by Koji Suzuki, best known for its movie adapations (both Japanese and Hollywood). This one will likely take me months to swim through (if I don't abandon it like a neglectful parent that I can be with many much longer books I tackle).
Before that read The Art of the Swap by Kristine Carlson Asselin and Jen Malone
Before that read The Year of Living Biblically: One Man's Humble Quest to Follow the Bible As Literally As Possible by A.J. Jacobs
Of course, set aside the Ring... unread... once again.
Finished last week:
My Boyfriend Is a Bear by Pamela Ribon (a short mostly visual graphic novel)
Finished last night:
Joyride Vol. 1 by Jackson Lanzing, Collin Kelly (another short graphic novel)
Finished this morning (read concurrently with the other books):
The End of the Affair by Graham Greene. The audiobook being narrated flawlessly by Colin Firth.
The sequel was written 19 years later. I hope the two authors address some of these timely issues.
Prior to that:
The Dead Mountaineer's Inn by Strugatsky, Arkady Not a particularly funny or effective satire of the crime noir/sci-fi hybrid novel??
14 by Clines, Peter. Modern day twist on a Lovecraftian plot of real estate. I plan on reading more from this scifi author.
The Jennifer Morgue(Laundry Files, #2) by Stross, Charles. Not a fan of his hyperbizarro hard science fiction. Tried a couple of his books. BUT I superadore his Lovecraftian take on the Bond spy genre. Though it's a parody where agent Bob Howard... is a nerdy IT dept bureaucrat with all its uncouth sensibilities.
And a scattering of graphic novels (with varying degrees of quality and enjoy-ability).
Harrow County, Vol. 3: Snake Doctor
and Harrow County, Vol. 2: Twice by Bunn, Cullen
Saucer State by Cornell, Paul
Agatha: The Real Life of Agatha Christie by Martinetti, Anne
The Castle by Franz Kafka. I have a feeling that Kafka wasn't concerned with boundless bureaucracy, but his own innermost fears. In The Castle, you never get what you want. Whatever you hope for you, you will be disappointed, but you will get something else that lets you hope just a little bit longer. You will never actually reach the castle, but maybe get just a little closer to it. (Spoiler) It makes perfect sense that the novel stops midsentence, even if Kafka had intended for the story to continue. In the world he describes, there is no dreadful ending, only dread without ending.
The Earthquake in Chile by Heinrich von Kleist. (Spoilers for a 1807 novella that nobody here is likely going to read) A terrible earthquake destroys a city but also saves a star-crossed couple that was meant to be executed. This makes way for a new start, tabula rasa, paradisiac conditions! Or so it seems... Kleist's language is so pithy and dry (in a good sense). He inspires hope for the redemption of all mankind, and completely destroys it also, all within just a few words. Kleist is the great precursor and role model of Kafka.
Don Miguel Ruiz: The Four Toltec Agreements: I avoided these sorts of books for a long time but this one was short enough to encourage me to give it a try, the four agreements are spot-on, all spirituality put aside, but old habits die hard and I'm not sure I can fully reach these agreements in a short span of time, at least I agreed with them, which is a first step.
Dan Harris: 10% Happier, How I Tamed the Voice in My Head, that 'voice' metaphor was reflecting my own experience and I liked how the author always insisted on how skeptical and how much he resisted meditation before trying... I never meditated in my life, but the book allowed me to contemplate my life and realize that the perceptions of our own achievements affect our lives more than the achievements themselves, can be positive, can be dangerous too, can be devastating!