Sunday, January 28, 2007

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Wednesday, January 24, 2007

whole in the middle

So it has been a while. (No-one noticed, not even me). I've been thinking about blogging a lot lately, about how it can make you feel like the school outcast without even trying. I am usually way to scared/paranoid to use my blog name when commenting on blogs etc, so I deny myself the route to readers. No-one knows I'm here. This is both wonderful and weird. I seek validation as much as the next neurotic writer online, but feel instinctively that my blog is not 'quality' in the way I think it ought to be. This is diary blog; self-absorbed rabbiting - no narrative center, no narrative drive.

Maybe it was always going to happen that a procrastination blog would end up being avoided by me.

Besides, I like conversations. And whatever people say, blogging is public speaking. Soapbox. You build it, they will come etc. It's a monologue first, a dialogue distant second.

Maybe after the PhD, when my withdrawal symptoms kick in, I'll be a better blogger. Whatever that means.

Wednesday, October 25, 2006

Research

Things for chapter three:

Lulublooker on classifying books
on dirty minds
on the prize

Er, this is not pointed! I'm not trying to turn this flimsy little blog into a book in any form. I'm doing a chapter on blogs at the moment, and I thought: hey, I couls troe these links on my blog..seeing as I have no audience, no-one should mind. I think I'll start using this blog as an online notebook for my research... We'll see how it it goes.

Monday, October 23, 2006

Meme

Pinched, with permission, from Hiromi X I can never resist a chanc to talk about books!

1. One book that changed your life - hardest question first.

Does a short story count? (“The Metamorphosis” by Franz Kafka. I still remember reading this on my mammoth, nearly 2 hour bus-rides when I first started going to uni. Despite falling passionately in love with university, and the world of intelligent argument and free-thinking I found there (so different to the laced-up high school I went to/was intellectually ostracized from) I dropped out after 1 semester: and yes, undoubtedly the two hour bus-rides contributed in large part to this!!! (Well, it was 2 hours each way…I had to change buses twice there and twice back and despite the radiong time, was a complete drag). But I kept loving Kafka. When I finally made it back to uni, I eventually did my Honours dissertation on Kafka, and via Deleuze & Guattari! Take that my sucky high-school English teacher who always gave me B-’s…

(and my Kafka joy nearly overflowed when the fabulous, wonderful Murakami published Kafka by the Shore)

2. One Book That You've Read More Than Once.

Yup, this list is endless for me to! I do love re-reading books, once enough time has passed. My most recent re-read was Keri Hulme The Bone People.

3. One Book That You'd Want On A Desert Island.

Well, I haven’t read War and Peace yet, and that is a big book! I love Anna Karenina and keep meaning to read more Tolstoy. Of course, I’m a practical person: anything about Surviving on Desert Islands would no doubt be handy ;-)

4. One Book That Made You Laugh.

Just one? The reductionist logic of list-making is hard: Confederacy Of Dunces by John Kennedy Toole. Even though I’ve recently copped some flak from superior-feeling folk who think its crap and me for liking it...

5. One Book That Made You Cry.

Storm Boy by Colin Thiele. And another short story for good measure (surely one of the best saddest stories ever: I love to cry at stories!) : "The Swan" by Roald Dahl (in The Wonderful Story of Henry Sugar)

6. One Book That You Wish You Had Written.

Prodigal Summer Barbara Kingsolver.

7. One Book You Wish Had Never Been Written.

The Holy Bible. In fact, any book of beautiful, important stories that pretends to be truth and by so doing, creates hate and death. So The Koran, The Torah and etc and etc and so on and so on. (Let the shitfight begin…)

8. One Book That You Are Reading Right Now.

I like this question! I’m not sure if its meant that way, but I’m always reading more than one book at a time… one of the books I am reading right now is Lord Jim by Joseph Conrad.

9. One Book That You Have Been Meaning To Read.

Er, any one from the stacks by my bed, in my study, in my car…

10. Tag five others that you would like to do this meme.

Anyone who's reading this, but please let me know in comments so I can go have a look. Also, if you don't have a blog, feel free to answer in comments. {Good idea! I second this proposal!—although, I don’t think I have any readers so the buck probably stops here! No worries—it’s all good procrastination for me!!.}

Monday, October 16, 2006

I'm being noise-stalked

I am being followed. Everywhere I seem to be now, music follows me. Not in a good way - this is not in an Ally McBeal style personal-theme-song manner, but in a bad noisy neighbours with don't give-a-shit attitude way. It happens most nights in my cosy flat. Sometimes the traffic noise drwons it out, which is bizarrely reassuring. Sometimes its not music, but yelling (apparently our feral (not in a good hippy way but in a mangy escaped domestic cat the size of a small pig way) boy neighbour upstairs is one of those curiously old-fashioned types who compensates for the physical distance of the caller by screaming down the phone line. I though only retired country farmers did that), last night it was TV with canned laughter. Just when I'd had enough, and was about to don stern deranged-housewife dressing gown, it stopped. Blessed be. I rolled over, snuggled in and, they started whooping it up in the bedroom. Must of been some saucy canned laugh-track comedy. Luckily, they lacked stamina or imagination or both and it ceased wonderfully quickly. Now I'm at uni - lulled by the hum of industrial strength air-conditioning, until the wonk next door arrives and pops on commercial radio at a strength loud enough to penetrate the admitedly rather flimsy fibro partition-walls. sigh. I'm not even 30 and all I want is peace and quiet. I'm assailed by other people's noise. It must be time to move to burbs.

Tuesday, October 03, 2006

Happy happy joy joy

I forgot my joy.

I've been so worried that I forgot what a PhD is really all about. PhD Comics reminded me: this is the only time in my life I will get to procrastinate on so wildly an exuberant level. I feel like going to Toowong village for a frozen yoghurt? I go. I think abut a dress I saw advertised in the Target catalogue. I go get it girlfriend. (Yes, Target. You got a problem with that?) Coffee with friends? You betcha! Beers with friends? Hold me back. But I forgot. I've been slaving. I have a tight, hot feeling all up my right arm. I've even been doing Yoga online for pity's sake. I've been thesis-whipped. Welll no more.

Break open the Family Guy I'm heading to my TV.

Ok, so as far as rebellion goes, this is pretty lame. But hey. It's a start. I'm going to revive my joy, and work yes, but play too! Woot!

I'll get to the end. I know it. And when I do, it'll be 400X worse than the pressure I'm under now. Er. That's if I get a job...

I'm going to watch Family Guy until I can't feel feelings anymore

Tuesday, September 19, 2006

Playboy (only for the articles/books...)

From I Love Books, a list of "Playboy's top 25 books that feature sex". I'm really unsure what Wind-up Bird Chronicle is doing there. I don't remember it being a book about sex at all! I mean, there was sex, but? Make up your own mind...

1. Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure, by John Cleland
2. Lady Chatterley's Lover, by D.H. Lawrence
3. Tropic of Cancer, by Henry Miller
4. The Story of O, by Pauline Reage
5. Crash, by J.G. Ballard
6. Interview with the Vampire, by Anne Rice
7. Portnoy's Complaint, by Philip Roth
8. The Magus, by John Fowles
9. The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle, by Haruki Murakami
10. Endless Love, by Scott Spencer
11. Lolita, by Vladimir Nabokov
12. Carrie's Story, by Molly Weatherfield
13. Fear of Flying, by Erica Jong
14. Peyton Place, by Grace Metalious
15. Story of the Eye, by Georges Bataille
16. The End of Alice, by A.M. Homes
17. Vox, by Nicholson Baker
18. Rapture, by Susan Minot
19. Singular Pleaures, by Harry Mathews
20. In The Cut, By Susanna Moore
21. Brass, by Helen Walsh
22. Candy, by Terry Southern
23. Forever, by Judy Blume
24. An American Dream, by Norman Mailer
25. The Carpetbaggers, by Harold Robbins


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