Kerouak was like that for me, read Dharma bums when I was about seventeen, great, then On the Road, not bad, then Dr. Sax, simply weird. I think by that time he was addicted to most of the addictive drugs and took the others anyway.
Kerouak was like that for me, read Dharma bums when I was about seventeen, great, then On the Road, not bad, then Dr. Sax, simply weird. I think by that time he was addicted to most of the addictive drugs and took the others anyway.
In my first rounds at university, I used to adore Arnold Toynbee and Carl Jung but anymore I can barely read them even as more or less required reference material. I think this is mostly due to an increased impatience with religiousity, in particular and with all forms of generalization, well, generally. pp
"Again and again, the porcupine has been a teacher, a storyteller of the woods, a complexifier and adorner of the world."
Uldis Roze, "The North American Porcupine"
I used to adore Anne Rice too. Lost interest when I got to 'pandoras Box' I think perhaps the over description as Mr Deadman said. I remember in the begining being so captivated by the books though. Karen Slaghter I thought her first few books were great, if not a bit of a trashy guilty pleasure. In the end though the where cookie cutter and just churned out to match up with Christmas sales. I feel a bit the same about Patricia Cornwall
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