Category: Books

zen in the art of writing by ray bradbury

Zen in the Art of Writing by Ray Bradbury

I have decided to elevate Ray Bradbury to be the grandfather of my literary aesthetic, which is cinematic absurdist.

I found an essay (an interview, really) in this book where he states

all my stories are cinematic. … I may be the most cinematic novelist in the country today. All of my short stories can be shot right off the page. Each paragraph is a shot.

I KNEW there was a reason why I enjoyed his work so much!

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so few want to be rebels anymore

The Books are Burning… What Are You Going to Do About It?

I have been an avid devourer of books since I was a child. My hunger to read new material got so awful that I would read the phone book. Not the numbers so much, but the information that the book held. I truly believe there is only one literary work that should be considered the greatest literary work of all time. It is called “Fahrenheit 451.” 

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There is tragedy in life and death: Antigone vs. Jonas

Life and death are very important themes throughout Jean Anouilh’s “Antigone.” It is made very clear from the very beginning what sort of character Antigone will be.

“C’est la petite maigre qui est assise la-bas, et qui ne dit rien. Elle regarde droit devant elle. Elle pense.”

Even if you were not aware of the original Sophocles play and either read or saw the play, you would automatically think negatively. To be alone and to be thinking quietly is a sin. You have ulterior motives if you do. True, Antigone did have ulterior motives but she did them because she believed what she was doing was right.

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The Gift of Fear by Gavin de Becker

You have cleverness, dexterity, and creativity—all of which powerfully combine when you are at risk—if you listen to your intuition.

Gavin de Becker, the Gift of Fear

I’ve been meaning to read this book for ages. I finally was able to get finish it with my Digital Silent Book Club and burning through it during my WFH lunches. It’s so nice to not have to bring my lunch every day; it’s already in my house! Then I can focus on simply reading and eating.

Anyway, I digress.

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gary oldman as sirius black

Sirius, We Hardly Knew Thee

Dear Mr. Sirius Black,

This is it, I guess. This is farewell, goodbye, adieu. I’m ready to let you go now.

I wept like a baby when I saw the image of you in my head fall behind the veil at the Department of Mysteries in Order of the Phoenix. I swear. Little tears squeaked out from the corners of my eyes as I saw you fall. You were so close and yet so far away. I wanted to leap into the pages and rescue you myself. I couldn’t believe Jo would do that to me (okay, everyone who read that passage and were outraged at your death). It was exciting and earth-shattering to see you fight so valiantly against Bellatrix, but to fade away like that hurt me like a dagger in the back.

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