this book is so good that i feel like is shouldn't be talking about it because i cant articulate my love properly. the writing feels really honest (ugh sorry for the ummm lameness). Dean Moriarty is the best. it's been said a million times, but when i read this book i'm wholeheartedly in 1947.... there's this part where Dean is talking about how hot this thirteen year old is going to be when she grows up, and sal (jack kerouac) tells him not to touch her. something about that is irresistible to me, that these characters have flaws just like real people and that they're weird and creepy and..... and they're like real people cuz they are real people. or when he describes a 3 day new year's bout of insanity where they all get super drunk and go from party to party and steal cars and pick up girls. the way he describes it and the passion with which he defends the insanity, and how he describes how they are all sharing misery, and sweating and drinking, and philosophizing. it reminds me of my passion for dances, and camaraderie.... it reminds me of being a teenager, it reminds me of how we all go to pizza shmizza for lunch whether we're popular or not... or how we all understand that it's us against society... and adults (some of them).... and conformity...
i love that Dean is constantly saying "yes yes mhm, ahm! yass yass yass!" i love it
that hardly makes sense even to me... what a tirade.
i just finished Breakfast at Tiffany's, by Truman Capote...i know it sounds corny but i both laughed and cried after and during this story. i really wasn't expecting it to be that powerful, what incredible writing. Holly Golightly is unbelievably awesome as a character... unbelievable. the book i read had a cover like this one:
mmmmmm. i also read House of Flowers, and A Diamond Guitar, also by Truman Capote. House of Flowers scared the shit out of me, it was creepy on so many different levels. obviously it was creepy because this woman kills her grandmother in law after the old lady is a total bitch. the old lady deserves it, but she comes back to haunt this woman Ottilie. well ottilie tells her husband and he (who has been so sweet up until now) says she has to be punished so that the spirit will RIP. so he ties her to a tree against her will, to stay there for the day while he is at work so that "all may see her shame". well then the ladies from her old whore house come to see her and try to get her to come back, but she says she's in love and she won't go with them, so she tells them to tell the towns peeps that she's dead. there's something so creepy that this girl is so in love that she is playing dead to all her old friends, and putting up with being tied to a tree. it reminds me of stories in the newspaper about ladies who are strung out on meth or something and kill their babies and stuff... that she would give everything up like that... scares me for some reason. lol strung out on love :) CORNY. also as she hears her husband coming she is still tied to the tree and she pretends to be dead to give him a scare. to me, that kinda implies that they are going to continue torturing eachother with little things like that for the rest of their marriage. A Diamond Guitar? deep story. very sad. oh so sad. i cried, then i moped and was grouchy for the rest of the day. then i lay on my bed in fetal position, and listened to music, and cried off and on. i could talk and talk about why it made me so sad.... but there are happier things that i want to talk about and i dont want to relive it.
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