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Any of you in grad school (or have gone through already)?
I recently finished my undergrad and am currently "looking for work" but I don't really want to work (cause I'm a lazy entitled gen Y etc.) and think grad school might be at least better than sitting around doing nothing which I have been the past few months.
However I feel like I'd be going there for the wrong reasons - unlike other people who probably go in for better job prospects or because they're really passionate about the field, neither of which really apply to me. I wouldn't say I'm apathetic towards the field though, I find it interesting and I'd probably place myself roughly somewhere in between apathy and true passion if we were going to use an arbitrary measurement.
Anyway, any advice/opinions? I don't really have anyone IRL I can talk to about this, my family don't really care either way.
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Greetings /lit/. I don't post much here. The purpose of this thread would be to get some sensible advice. Yes, I know.
>asking for advice on /lit/
Anyways, I was once an avid reader. I used to devour books and books endlessly. It was, as DFW may put it, my raison d'être. I was content, satisfied. No other art could give me the amount of pleasure literature did. The immersion.
The thing is that, with time, I think I've grown tired of books. But perhaps that's not the correct approach. Ever since I started with depression, reading was just not the same for me. Besides, I developed an internet addiction. I am able to feel the scent of ADHD. For instance, I tried luck with The history of sexuality (Michel Foucault) recenly and I couldn't manage to read it more than a few pages. Everytime I get together enough willpower to sit down with a book in my hands, I instantly want to go back to the computer. It is painful. Picture this: a sort of thing that was once there but now isn't anymore. A void. A lack of identity.
And I thought that since many of you are readers you could help me out. Are there tired bookfags here? Do you know any way to get back the joy of reading? Alternatively, is there any way I can fill the void that has been left to me?
Also, excuse me for my poor language. I used to express myself more lucidly before. But it's been too long since I last wrote something. Thanks in advance.
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I have to pick a classic book to read for English Literature class.
BUT, it can be any classic deemed valuable to society, one that will be revered for time to come. (Proven by 2 credible sources that analyze the book. This shouldn't be an issue for me, I know /lit/ has got some good reads in mind)
Since the choice is mine, I've decided to go after a modern classic. Something written in the 1970s or later.
I'm currently thinking of reading Life of Pi, but before doing that I wanted to ask your opinion. Is it good?
What would you recommend?
Descriptive writing practice.
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"Cut me, Ling-ling..cut me" Toot mustered from behind her chunky, grey, saliva-covered lips as she lay utterly exhausted on the steely, jelly-stained chair in the ring corner. Her tremendously large thighs lay slumped over it's cold metal seat, sweat gushing down her pasty-white drumsticks. The fat within her fat-folds gurgled and sloshed as she heaved her tremendous weight around, as she struggled to catch her breath.
Ling-ling took the small, sharpened piece of metal in his hands, and without question, tore a large gaping slice across her right thigh, exposing a layer of darken gelatinous goo and ushering forth a spurt of blackened blood.
Toot exhaled an orgasmic sigh of relief, for it was only during this moments of intense physical pain, could she forget her eternally dismal life, void completely of love, male companionship and any form non self-administered sexual gratification.
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I've never tried to write anything before, and would really appreciate some feedback on this opening. Even a y/n would you read on? would be great, but specific critique would be much more helpful.
There was an odd delay between feeling his jaw break, and hearing it crack. The hand reached out and grasped Sergei’s chin with an unmerciful grip, making slow circular movements so that the bones ground dully against each other.
“The digits, Sergei”
The fist struck again. Sergei tried to cry out, but his left molars were now at the centre of his mouth and he could only muster a low groan. The interrogation had been relentless, and Sergei Yuditsky was a broken man.
Also, if this isn't the place to look for feedback, where is?
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I'm writing a verse tragedy in the style of Macbeth. The plot deals with a major Japanese warlords: Takeda Shingen. I'm using the same story as portrayed in Kurosawa’s film: Kagemusha. In this film Shingen is wounded, during the siege of a castle, by a sniper. Knowing that it's possible that he may die, he decides, along with his generals, to put a substitute in its place, a double: a commoner and thief who would be executed (crucified), but was discovered by the brother of Shingen, who, impressed by the similarity between the bandit and the lord of the Takeda, decided to take advantage of the fact and keep the prisoner alive.
In the film the plebeian actually ends up replacing Shingen, who dies, and he (the peasent) proves a noble man. However, at the end of the film, the Takeda clan, due to orders from naive Katsuyori, son of the late Shingen, is crushed by the forces of Oda Nobunaga and Tokugawa Ieyasu. In my tragedy, however, the commoner ends up taking more and more power, more influence, and, corrupted by ambition, kills and persecute his own allies, their families (children, spouses), takes and captures villages and seize young girls to be his concubines, also forcing the male peasants to fight amongst themselves, collecting the survivors of these horrific tournaments as reinforcements for his troops (I’m basing many of the actions of my villain in reports about Muammar Gaddafi and the Mexican drug trade wars).
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Hey /lit/, I've been reading a lot of the British Romantic writers (Wordsworth, Shelley, Keats, Coleridge, etc) as well as a shit-ton of William Blake, and in all of them I keep getting footnotes and references to Paradise Lost. So, for someone with an introductory understanding of these authors, what is the best version/edition of Paradise Lost to get? Norton Critical Reader?
I want something with a lot of footnotes and errata. Apparently Paradise Lost is consistently listed as second perhaps only to the Bible, Canterbury Tales, or Shakespeare's works as the most influential work of Western Literature. Any recommendations?
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Any historyfags on /lit/? Particularly Elizabethan era.
This is a hell of a longshot, but I have to write a short piece on a hypothetical assassination attempt on Sir Francis Walsingham, following the botched Babington Plot against Elizabeth in 1586. I've built a general outline: logistics, communication, auxiliary agents, etc. But I don't have a trigger man, or a method that is "poetic" enough to justify the paper. I'm currently rifling through lists of Catholic plotters and malcontents, and trying to think of something other than "SHOOT HIM IN THE FACE!"
Also general history thread. Or general annoying undergraduate essay thread.