Yellow Wallpaper A chick is experiencing some weird shit due to her trauma after giving birth, all the while being incarcerated by her ignorant husband.
Wuthering Heights Dude adopts a gypsy boy who falls in love with the daughter of the dude, dude dies, gypsy boy leaves because daughter is a selfish bitch, comes back and ruins everyone's lives before eventually dying after which two people piss off to parts unknown with love and shit.
I'll do 1Q84 series when I'm done with it. After three years of reading. What comes in my mind is not so much plot summary but reading experience: Ruined orgasm.
That's a shame. I'm going to read it when I finish this degree, I have all three volumes. What's it all like? Can you send me a PM giving your thoughts and experiences?
Most gladly. I'm almost through the last book and have actually pondered discussing some matters with sb of your insight (yourself personally). There are surprisingly few interesting events and themes for such a voluminous trilogy.
Most YA A group of kids fight untrustworthy adults in a distopian future and find love along the way.
Reminds me of this: (my favourite part's towards the end when it goes, "Starring the follow YA cliches")
Winnie the pooh - a bear's gluttony gets him into all kinds of trouble but his friends won't do an intervention. They accept him as is - even when he plugs up their doorways.
Annihilation by Jeff Vandermeer Four chicks named Anthropologist, Surveyor, Biologist, and Psychologist go on an all-girl adventure into a Forbidden Zone somewhere on the coast of Florida. Or maybe Virginia. You never really know. Some tuuurible shit happens and they all go down a throbbing (yes -- throbbing) hole in the ground that Biologist refuses to see as anything other than a tower. So it's like a mixed vagina/penis metaphor. Pegina? Vagenis? Who cares. The all-girl party gets into swing and it turns out Psychologist brought the "good shit" with her and she cranks the volume on this party right quick. Folks be talking to aliens and mushrooms and alien mushrooms and mushroom aliens and there's still the whole Pegina thing happening over there on the other side of the dune. As is wont to happen, caps get popped into asses and only Biologist makes it back from the Forbidden Zone... and, she may in fact now be a shroom. An actual, walking talking shroom. Or maybe not! You decide.
Right?!?! I was like... Moloko? Drugies? No oranges, no clockwork (sorry, steampunks), just proto-chavs and some harsh ASBOs at the end.
I read it when I was like 17 and didn't really get metaphors at the time. I kept searching for the mechanical orange. Ah, what Roald Dahl could've done with this title.
Nova, by Samuel R. Delany. The two richest young playboys in the whole galaxy select random barflies to crew their sleek little racing starships and race thousands of light-years to an exploding star to gas up with seven tons of the most expensive stuff ever in the history of the universe, all to the dulcet strains of a Mouse playing a totally rad synthesizer. And there's a few pages about tarot cards.
.. and a dude missing a shoe. It's Delany; there has to be a dude missing a shoe and someone with a serious nail-biting habit.
On Writing, by Stephen King. Rich and famous writer tells his life story of rising from poverty, doing laundry, banging away incessantly at a typewriter, collecting rejection slips, achieving wealth and success, and hating adverbs.
Jane Eyre - Rich dude wants to play hanky-panky with the babysitter and pretend he's not married. Girl is not that kind of babysitter. Fortunately his wife is crazy and offs herself. Unfortunately she takes the mansion with her.
Thank you. If there was any curiosity hiding away somewhere inside me to read this, it is gone. And I am all the better for it.
