― Mark C (Mark C), Tuesday, 4 November 2003 13:15 (twenty-one years ago)
― Mark C (Mark C), Tuesday, 4 November 2003 13:36 (twenty-one years ago)
― kate (kate), Tuesday, 4 November 2003 13:37 (twenty-one years ago)
― NA (Nick A.), Tuesday, 4 November 2003 13:38 (twenty-one years ago)
― jed (jed_e_3), Tuesday, 4 November 2003 14:00 (twenty-one years ago)
In which our heroine, being neither untalented, massively overweight or in any other way encumbered with any of life's misfortunes, whinges at length about the unfairness of life in a manner more befitting of a regular newspaper column than a properly structured novel.
― Pete (Pete), Tuesday, 4 November 2003 14:04 (twenty-one years ago)
― Sam (chirombo), Tuesday, 4 November 2003 14:06 (twenty-one years ago)
― Mark C (Mark C), Tuesday, 4 November 2003 14:10 (twenty-one years ago)
Or, Thai Locals Cry "Foul!" As Pinch-Faced Twat DiCaprio Ensures Another Decade Of Patronising Trustafarian Sex Tourists Bespoiling Their Virgin Shores.
― Mark C (Mark C), Tuesday, 4 November 2003 14:11 (twenty-one years ago)
― Billy Dods (Billy Dods), Tuesday, 4 November 2003 14:35 (twenty-one years ago)
― jed (jed_e_3), Tuesday, 4 November 2003 14:36 (twenty-one years ago)
― Pete (Pete), Tuesday, 4 November 2003 14:37 (twenty-one years ago)
― Skottie, Tuesday, 4 November 2003 14:45 (twenty-one years ago)
Or Mr Tolkien's new mythology for the British Isles to restitute that which was destroyed by the Church of Rome
― Ed (dali), Tuesday, 4 November 2003 15:14 (twenty-one years ago)
Or, The Decline And Fall Of The Roman Empire Reloaded, At Least That's What It Feels Like With All This Waitin'
― Mark C (Mark C), Tuesday, 4 November 2003 15:18 (twenty-one years ago)
― mark s (mark s), Tuesday, 4 November 2003 15:21 (twenty-one years ago)
< /history pedant >
(Funniest typoon in a while... originally typed that as "The Normal Conquest")
― kate (kate), Tuesday, 4 November 2003 15:22 (twenty-one years ago)
― Sam (chirombo), Tuesday, 4 November 2003 15:23 (twenty-one years ago)
Every Philip K. Dick BookOr, the main characters imagining it all, no he's not, yes he is, no he's not, yes he etc etc etc
― joni, Tuesday, 4 November 2003 15:29 (twenty-one years ago)
― Ed (dali), Tuesday, 4 November 2003 15:29 (twenty-one years ago)
― kate (kate), Tuesday, 4 November 2003 15:31 (twenty-one years ago)
― Ed (dali), Tuesday, 4 November 2003 15:35 (twenty-one years ago)
― robster (robster), Tuesday, 4 November 2003 15:36 (twenty-one years ago)
― Ned Raggett (Ned), Tuesday, 4 November 2003 15:39 (twenty-one years ago)
(Not to exonerate the church in everything. But it was not the only factor. There were so many competing mythologies by the time that the Church arrived that it really was a walkover.)
― kate (kate), Tuesday, 4 November 2003 15:39 (twenty-one years ago)
― Ed (dali), Tuesday, 4 November 2003 15:43 (twenty-one years ago)
Christianity entered the British Isles at various times throughout history - the Celts were being Christianised even before the Saxon hourdes got anywhere near them!
And "original" Celtic mythology persists far more strongly in Ireland - which has much Christianity but very little Saxon or Norman activity. So I say it's invasions not the church.
(Sorry for derailing your thread, Mark.)
― kate (kate), Tuesday, 4 November 2003 15:47 (twenty-one years ago)
In which a thirty-something intellectual who has read Beckett's Trilogy, and has also pinched Beckett's garbage can idea from Endgame, and who has also read about the life of Rimbaud, and has also read a lot of French stuff about signs and signifiers, and has also read Pirandello and Calvino, decides to write a metaphysical detective novel using incidents from his own life, and in which he himself is an incidental character, and in which he then, in yet another postmodern conceit, decides to go on an ILE thread and write his own subtitle to his own novel, wow, I'm really fucking with our concepts of reality aren't I, am I writing this subtitle to reflect what's real about my novel, or am I merely trying to construct something that looks like a faintly amusing post? Whatever the case, I have followed Quinn to the ends of the earth, or to Paris and back at least, I have followed all his instructions in his little red book to no avail, I have not found him, but wherever he is, I hope he has found what he's looking for and I wish him well. I am now going to write a silly novel about a dog.
― Paul Auster, Tuesday, 4 November 2003 15:49 (twenty-one years ago)
― Ned Raggett (Ned), Tuesday, 4 November 2003 15:50 (twenty-one years ago)
― Paul Auster, Tuesday, 4 November 2003 15:52 (twenty-one years ago)
― Ned Raggett (Ned), Tuesday, 4 November 2003 15:52 (twenty-one years ago)
Or, geeks rock- encryp'd!-the enigma-to build a new mammon-on the trail of the emporer's gold-entomb'd!-the submarine-Finland-unix phreaks-hunt'd!-Writer thinks 'Fuck it I'm bored, lets finish the book now'.
― Dave B (daveb), Tuesday, 4 November 2003 16:24 (twenty-one years ago)
Or, Let us now spend a few days wrestling a rapidly decomposing corpse into different outfits and positions while we attempt to frolic on the beach and mingle with the ladies.
― Emilymv (Emilymv), Wednesday, 5 November 2003 11:04 (twenty-one years ago)
Or, How A Woman Possessed Of Ill Husband And Widespread Family Did Personify Much Of The American Experience Over The Past Fifty Years In A Manner So Astute As To Make The Read Go "Ah, Yes, I see@.
― Dom Passantino (Dom Passantino), Wednesday, 5 November 2003 11:30 (twenty-one years ago)
In which the noted Anglo-Catholic Graham Greene takes revenge on those naive colonials from across the Atlantic for pronouncing his name 'Graahm', in so doing preserving his nation's honour.
― Enrique (Enrique), Wednesday, 5 November 2003 11:31 (twenty-one years ago)
Wherein Our Hero Succesfully Maintains A Tidy Beard Whilst Commenting Wryly On The Matters Of The Day, In A Style Sure To Infuriate The Right Thinking Human Beings Of This Fine Land
― Dom Passantino (Dom Passantino), Wednesday, 5 November 2003 11:34 (twenty-one years ago)
"How I learned to stop worrying and love the Don"
― chris (chris), Thursday, 6 November 2003 09:36 (twenty-one years ago)
― The Rankin' Mark C (Mark C), Thursday, 6 November 2003 13:35 (twenty-one years ago)
― chris (chris), Thursday, 6 November 2003 13:59 (twenty-one years ago)
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― bosko, Monday, 14 June 2004 17:53 (twenty-one years ago)