/lit/ - Literature

It's either him or Joyce

>>12206646
You sound like a decent guy. I used to have a cat when I was growing up. His name was Raphael. He died when I was a senior in high school so just a few years ago. It was pretty sad for me because I grew up with him for almost ten years of my childhood.

Since then my parents got a new cat when I went to university, but it’s just not the same. Raphael was a very good cat and used to always leave mice on our front porch. He was a born hunter, should’ve been a barn cat on a farm.

>>11971188

This is the correct answer

Anons 26 or older:

Age?
What do you do?
What are you reading?
How have your literary tastes evolved since your youth/college years?

I'll start:

>29
>Public Relations
>Forty Stories, Donald Barthelme
>Used to read the magnum opus of any given author, no i read most or all of that author's oeuvre to gain more holistic understanding. Also read far more selectively (quality over quantity).

Writers of /lit/, post your daily ritual.

Non-writers of /lit/, post some interesting facts about other writers' rituals.

My Weekday Ritual

>5:00-5:30 - Run 2 miles
>5:30-6:00 - Shower. Small breakfast. Turkish Coffee
>6:00-9:00 - Write
>9:30-5:30 - Work + Ideas + Revisions
>6:00-7:00 - Dinner + Read
>7:00 - 9:00 - Write
>9:00 - 10:30 - Read

>he will die in your lifetime

I like the idea of being really into Beckett but everything I have read of his just doesn't seem to strike me

What do?

What's this guy's IQ? Must be at least 180.

Also, what's his endgame?

>he doesn't have a copy of 120 Days of Sodom with him at all times just for fap material
Get a load of this faggot

Italian to Somali dictionary

Dunno. Serious question though: if Dylan winning the Nobel Prize is inappropriate given that he's a songwriter, couldn't we say the same thing about playwrights? And yet, I'm sure many people on this board and elsewhere agree that Beckett's was well deserved and that Chekhov and Ibsen were snubbed.

>That teenager grew. He grew and he grew and he grew. He grew until he was a grown-up man. He left home and got a house across town. But sometimes on dark nights the mother got into her car and drove across town. If all the lights in her son's house were out, she opened his bedroom window, crawled across the floor, and looked up over the side of his bed. If that great big man was really asleep she picked him up and rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And while she rocked him she sang.

Is this good writing?

>>7145670

>>7018186
>Philosophy has warned about this bullshit coming TBH

Really? Do tell plz, I'm very interested.

>muh symbolism
>muh subconscious writing
>lel ask me what it means XD

what a hack.