I am currently reading the new “Hunters of Dune” by Brian Herbert and Kevin Anderson. I was excited when I got my hands on it. (I’ve read every ‘Dune’ book except for the Houses trilogy and the Road to Dune.) Hopefully it will keep me occupied a bit.
Oh, what a coincidence…so am I 
“The Affirmation of Life: Niezche on overcoming Nihilism” (Not that I am a Nihilist…yet") Gotta love Niezche’s writings. His belief in the concept of the Will to Power is astonishing, and though his ideas towards the formulation of values are radical, they are still quite cool.
What is Slaughterhouse Five about, by the way?
I just finished the sword of shannara and the elfstones of shannara and i’m now reading the wishsong of shannara 
Simply rocks… 
Léa Silhol La Glace et La Nuit (the title means : The Ice and the Night) (exist Only in french)
If you can read french go here
She also published novels in english :
“Under the needle” published in Outsider
“Emblemata” published in Interfictions
So I went to get Slaughterhouse Five yesterday (it was actually the day that the author, Kurt Vonnegut, died… 
), but they didn’t have it.
So I bought The Catcher in the Rye instead.
That’s by Kurt Vonnegut?
A while ago i read slapstick. I had never heard of him before and my friend walked up to me in the hall, handed me slapstick and told me to read it.
I loved it.
…he’s dead? that sucks!
Well i’ll have to get Slaughterhouse 5 then.
I enjoyed that. Holden is a great character. I was sad to finish the story.
I’ve not been reading much fiction recently. Need some reccomendations.
For the last couple of days i’ve been looking at my book of Emily Dickinson poems. I quite like this one:
[i]How the old Mountains drip with Sunset
How the Hemlocks burn—
How the Dun Brake is draped in Cinder
By the Wizard Sun—
How the old Steeples hand the Scarlet
Till the Ball is full—
Have I the lip of the Flamingo
That I dare to tell?
Then, how the Fire ebbs like Billows—
Touching all the Grass
With a departing—Sapphire—feature—
As a Duchess passed—
How a small Dusk crawls on the Village
Till the Houses blot
And the odd Flambeau, no men carry
Glimmer on the Street—
How it is Night—in Nest and Kennel—
And where was the Wood—
Just a Dome of Abyss is Bowing
Into Solitude—
These are the Visions flitted Guido—
Titian—never told—
Domenichino dropped his pencil—
Paralyzed, with Gold—
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Me too, I am a big fan of Myiazaki, but the book was better.
Oh, and I am current reading “Let the Right One in” (or “La den rette komme inn” as it is named in the Norwegian translation) by John Ajvide Lindqvist.
I haven’t finished “Battle Royal” thought.
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