Japanese /lit/ folder
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Hello Japanophi/lit/es, quick survey here.
I'm working on a v9 of the Jap lit folder but it's getting bigger and bigger, file-size wise.
v8 was already like 150-170 MB which was insane.
I'm not the guy who usually updates it, so I'm wondering what to do.
Its large size is caused by pretty large PDF files of scanned books, but there's also multiple versions in weird formats for the same book. For example, for Mishima's Sea of Fertility, there are like 8 versions and I can't see the point of it. I mean, I don't think anybody reads ebooks in lit, prc, fb2 and all those weird formats other than EPUB or MOBI.
So, what I plan to do is only leave EPUB, MOBI and PDF (if scanned or available) versions and remove those 'duplicates'.
What do you think?
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hey guys, was wondering if I could get some feedback on this short story I wrote:
Not trying to get anywhere, or do anything, with it, it's just the first "full" story I've ever written and I would love to hear what others think of it, good or bad
let me know!
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>“I tried reading The Lord of the Rings books. I got about fifty pages in... I got tired of reading the word "fortnight". It was people moving along the map, and complex details about this map, and stopping and camping, and moving around, and staying for a fortnight here, and a fortnight... And I was like: 'You know, I need to go out, and play outside. I need to go feel the sunshine on my face, make friends, uhm, meet a nice girl...'"
At what point in time were audiences collectively brainwashed into believing that this dragged-out, self-indulgent, ridiculously paced, atrociously edited clusterfuck of digressions and beating around a bush is a piece of quality writing?
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>Facebook chatting to Girl for about 1 hour, and she is clearly into me
>Ask her if she writes poetry
>She says that she wrote a couple of slam poems once upon a time ago
>Tell her that slam poetry is a lowest of forms, and I *dry gag*
>She asks me why I'm so prejudice and why I'm not giving slam poetry a chance
>Tell her I've seen many live shows that had slam poetry, and I've watched many clips of "award winning" slam poetry, and it's usually a bunch of preachy try-hards being annoying, political, and self-indulgent
>She links me a video to crappy slam-poetry
>Tell her I hate it, and link her to better stuff
>She goes offline and doesn't say goodbye/goodnight
Phew guys! I dodged a bullet eh?
>Tell her that she shouldn't be indulging in
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OK I know you'll think it's shit, but be kind enough to give some pointers with the hard talk.
I vaguely remember watching a movie on TV about a boy who suffered a crippling social phobia. His way of dealing with his anxiety was to wear sunglasses in public; he felt invisible in the sunglasses, drifting through crowds like a hipster's ghost.
It seemed worth a try. Now I'm discovering that the old line about 'only in the movies' is as true as it is old. I'm wondering how I could have been so stupid. The thick black shades are drawing looks from everyone passing by. I can tell what they're thinking. They're thinking, 'who is this clown, this uneasy little specimen, pretending to be the very essence of cool in his absurd sunglasses?'