Gaiman
I'm on this like vitriol roll.
I thumbed thru the copy of Gaiman's new Anansi Boys, and more or less thought it was pretty fluffy. I've never been a Gaiman fan tho. I think he's doing an excellent job of sort of taking up the mantel of Douglas Adams. Whom i loved in junior high but pretty much no longer have the patience for.
To mediate the vitriol,
i thumbed thru Early English Lyrics: Amorous, Divine, Moral and Trivial (london, 1966) last night at Jennifer and Tanya's place. It's a collection of poetry circa 1400, and the amorous section especially had some pretty piercing pieces. I was shocked to come upon the following poem, because i thought it had been a creation of my favorite band, Current 93:
It's gorgeous.
I was impressed when i asked Tanya if she knew if "Westen wind, when will thou blow" is a famous poem or one she's heard of, and she immediately quoted the rest of the verse.
Another was a love poem where the guy is all "Yeah my heart is crushed because my girl done left me for another, but also it's nto so crushed because the other guy is really a good guy, way better than me, so if she's happy, i'm happy". - which, ow.
Elsewhere in the non-vitriolic department,
after detouring thru Perdido Street, i'm back with Infinite Jest and i love it.
I thumbed thru the copy of Gaiman's new Anansi Boys, and more or less thought it was pretty fluffy. I've never been a Gaiman fan tho. I think he's doing an excellent job of sort of taking up the mantel of Douglas Adams. Whom i loved in junior high but pretty much no longer have the patience for.
To mediate the vitriol,
i thumbed thru Early English Lyrics: Amorous, Divine, Moral and Trivial (london, 1966) last night at Jennifer and Tanya's place. It's a collection of poetry circa 1400, and the amorous section especially had some pretty piercing pieces. I was shocked to come upon the following poem, because i thought it had been a creation of my favorite band, Current 93:
Western wind, when will thou blow
The small rain down can rain?
Christ, if my love were in my arms
And I in my bed again!
It's gorgeous.
I was impressed when i asked Tanya if she knew if "Westen wind, when will thou blow" is a famous poem or one she's heard of, and she immediately quoted the rest of the verse.
Another was a love poem where the guy is all "Yeah my heart is crushed because my girl done left me for another, but also it's nto so crushed because the other guy is really a good guy, way better than me, so if she's happy, i'm happy". - which, ow.
Elsewhere in the non-vitriolic department,
after detouring thru Perdido Street, i'm back with Infinite Jest and i love it.
posted by good old o at
12:29 PM
5 Comments:
I love Neil Gaiman, not especially because of his writing, but for the worlds he appreciates and represents to me. I think his writing is imperfect. But he brings me back to when I was 12 years old and working my way through the Sandman storyline called "The Doll's House", and it basically scared me stiff for about 3 weeks. I was a sensitive child.
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The Sensualist, at 3:34 PM
Oh and I LOVE imperfection. bar NONE.
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The Sensualist, at 3:35 PM
yah,
i think without this.. what. cultural heritage of Gaiman it's hard for me to jump in.
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good old o, at 9:58 AM
noone will ever read this but the reading blog has moved to orionreads.elenzil.com
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good old o, at 4:47 PM
i read it . .. . wicked grin I wear, heehee
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