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    I'm what one could call a "geek" or "nerd" or... well, whatever the kids are using these days.
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    Cesspool, Manitoba
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    Literature, impartial politics and other forms of fiction.
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  3. House of Leaves by Mark Z. Danielewski Gravity's Raindbow by Thomas Pynchon About: Well, I actually have no bloody clue. Thus far... it's about bananas. And apathetic soldiers who cook said bananas. I kid you not. To quote wikipedia (and to state the very reason I'm even attempting to read this monstrosity): "In 1974, the three-member Pulitzer Prize jury on fiction supported Gravity's Rainbow for the Pulitzer Prize for Fiction. However, the other eleven members of the board overturned this decision, branding the book 'unreadable, turgid, overwritten, and obscene.'" (Still don't know why I'd bother? Because it's there, friend. Because it's there.)
  4. I found that too, actually, and the fact that Nabokov can... trick you into feeling sympathy (or even empathy) for this horrible man (who is, so ironically, what one could technically consider the protagonist of the piece) was really one of my favourite parts of the novel. I found it just brilliant how he manipulated the words and prayed on the reader's emotions.
  5. I'm honestly a little surprised that this thread is so... teensy. The movie, in my very humble opinion, was fantastic. Portman was... well, it was better than Star Wars in the very least (she only said the word "love" once or twice, thank God), and Weaving and Hurt were smashing. (I actually own it, and watch it a little too much when I get bored; how embarrassing.) As for the graphic novel... I think I enjoyed it even more than the movie. It has this certain richness to it, like the story is more in-depth than it's really letting on. Which, y'know, it is and you spend the entire novel trying to figure it out. Which (and I'm not too sure about you lot) is my kind of fun. ;D
  6. I found this book a very engaging read, like many of you fine people, but I didn't find it particularly... moving. I mean, it was interesting (at least interesting enough that I read it in two days, like some sort of addict), but thought-provoking? Not particularly. It was a fun read, with ups and downs, but I wouldn't say it had a profound affect on me. That is not to say that the subject matter itself is not sad, I mean, it is. Of course it is, and I don't mean to demean the suffering cancer provides so readily (my Nan died of it a few years ago, actually). What I mean to say is... I don't really know. I mean, I cried once or twice, but it didn't really make me think, y'know? Which it really could have, given the subject matter. Who knows? Maybe I'm just cold-hearted. ;D I just think the book was very good, but it had the opportunity to be great... which Picoult didn't seize. Not that I'm complaining! If you want a nice, interesting book that you can read on "auto-pilot", this is the book for you. [/essay]
  7. I would suggest reading Alan Moore's <i>V for Vendetta</i>. It's wondrously illustrated, and the story is top-notch political/social commentary. If you liked the movie, you'll love this.
  8. Thank you, Momo! And yes, Minxminnie, I'm afraid it often is. In the dead of winter, it's not uncommon for it to be -45C! (And that's not including wind chill.) Not that I'm complaining; I prefer colder temperatures. (Also? I love your name; I have a few old Beano collections. C: ) Welcome aboard, kimchi & Rosiebunny! (<i>Handmaid's Tale</i> is one of my favourites, too!)
  9. I'm sorry for the spoilers, Meg! I'm silly, but I'll definitely keep that in mind from now on. C: <b>@Grammath & Bill:</b> See, I found the ambiguity fascinating; trying to guess at what was even remotely true and what was the fabrication of a sick mad man was all apart of what made it a continuously engaging read. For me, that is. That said, I can totally understand why someone would find the subject matter, and the way it is almost... playfully put forth, uncomfortable, if not downright alarming. Also, I was a big fan of his elaborate sentences and descriptions (but then again, I'm rather fond of flowery language, so there you go). I suppose it's one of those books where you either love it or hate it, eh? It's a little too extreme to induce mediocre reactions. C:
  10. Crime and Punishment by Dostoyevsky. I wanted to get into the Russian classics a little more, but I got a few chapters in and... my brain just shut down (why would you DO this to me?! sort of deal). I'm hoping it was just my mind-state at that point in time (sudden and unexpected attack of ADD?), as I really would like to see what all the fuss is about.
  11. This book simply has to be my favourite; it is... dark, bitingly witty, melodically intertwining, incessantly cruel-- I mean, really. The controversial subject matter aside... the words astound me every time I read it. (That and the fact that it makes gratuitous references to one of my favourite Edgar Alan Poe poems, Annabel Lee.) It's a complex, unique and rich narrative that continues to be witty, even while the protagonist (if one could call a pedophile such a thing) flip-flops from self loathing to apathy to adoration. Nabokov subtly manipulates the reader, inducing surprising reactions (like when, while reading, you realize one of the many surreptitiously humourous ironies woven into the characters/plot). Suffice to say I love it... but what do you think? If you liked it, why? If not, why not?
  12. Wow, what a warm welcome! Consider me thoroughly warmed, in fact. Thank you all. And yes, I will go and make that Lolita thread. C:
  13. I'm generally a little nervous posting on a new forum, but from what I have thus far gleaned... you all seem to be an exceptionally kind and gentle bunch. Which is very reassuring, I must say. Er, I'm Chelsea! I generally try to exist in the realm of reality, which seems to be permanently situated in the prairie flatlands of central Canada. Winnipeg, to be specific. I enjoy reading (well... yeah) and writing (predominantly poetry/prose). Erm... what else is there to put? My favourite book (currently) is Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov. I tend to stick to fiction, but I'll always deviate from it for a good history book... C'est tout. I'm not an overly fascinating character, I'm afraid. ;D
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