Category Archives: Literature

Lolita – Vladimir Nabokov

‘The moral sense in mortals is the duty We have to pay on mortal sense of beauty.’ Lolita cost me 99p around 10 years ago.  I always consider it to be one of my favourite books, if not my ultimate … Continue reading

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Hollywood – Charles Bukowski

It took me a while to get round to reading Hollywood by Bukowski.  I was afraid I wouldn’t like it, I enjoyed ‘Last Night Of The Earth’ poems much less than the other poetry books – more soft, unexciting, lacking … Continue reading

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The Losers’ Club – Richard Perez

“I had other plans.  Huge ambitions: being a complete masochist.  I wanted a life full of perpetual failure and disappointment – so I chose the ‘art life!’” La vida es una miseria (Life is a misery) This book is about … Continue reading

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The Master and Margarita – Mikhail Bulgakov

The Rolling Stones ‘Sympathy For The Devil’ is based on this book.  That is why I read it. Rock’n’roll.  Basically, the Devil appears and f*cks people in the head.  And it’s very clever, caniving, devious and funny. all along his … Continue reading

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River by Frank O’Hara

This poem seems to provide a nice metaphore for a working life (of an unenjoyable job eating up your time when you are burning up with creativity inside, and you do not have the time and have lost the energy … Continue reading

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Wild Boys – William S. Burroughs

Now I don’t really have any idea what exactly the storyling was in Wild Boys, but I viewed it as a collection of some nice prose.   Which is perfect for me at the moment because recently, instead of searching … Continue reading

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everywhere, everywhere by Charles Bukowski

amazing, how grimly we hold onto our misery, ever defensive, thwarted by the forces. amazing, the energy we burn fueling our anger. amazing, how one moment we can be snarling like a beast, then a few moments later, forgetting what … Continue reading

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