Cherry Terror http://cherryterror.com Reading My Dad’s Porn and French Kissing the Dog Sun, 14 Sep 2014 22:50:10 +0000 en-US hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=4.0.1 Tales of the City/Gargantua and Pantagruel http://cherryterror.com/2014/09/14/tales-of-the-citygargantua-and-pantagruel/ http://cherryterror.com/2014/09/14/tales-of-the-citygargantua-and-pantagruel/#comments Sun, 14 Sep 2014 22:50:10 +0000 http://cherryterror.com/?p=841 Tales of the City by Armistead Maupin
God, I remember loving Tales of the City so much when I was in college. I just wanted to move to San Francisco and smoke pot with my landlady and have a gay best friend I could tell all my secrets to. I STILL WANT THAT. I mean, my life comes pretty close to that, but my landlord is a straight guy who figure skates and collects vintage radios. Which is okay too I guess.
I think secretly I have always wanted to be a gay man in the same way that douchebaggy straight guys say they are “really” lesbians. HINT: if you’re not willing to chop your dick off, you don’t get to say this. (And I know a surprising number of MTF transsexuals who still are primarily into women.)

But I digress. Ever since I saw the Ritz for the first time when I was fifteen, I have always secretly thought that gay men have the funnest time ever compared to any other gender/orientation combo.

Jerry Stiller threatening the flamboyantly gay character played by F. Murray Abraham. If you haven’t seen this movie my heart bleeds for you. Go correct that.

Frankly, I have hung out enough with the Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence enough to know that this is absolutely fucking true. Tales of the City: still a must read.

 

Gargantua and Pantagruel

I am still on a death march through Gargantua and Pantagruel. It’s weird that something I love this much is so hard to get through. It’s just that for every good dick or poop joke, there are pages of weird medieval meandering that is impossible to follow if you aren’t a scholar in the field. See my recent attempt to figure out what a “fisg” might be.

So lucky you, here are some gems culled from the greatest dirty book in history:

Swinge  her skin-coat as if thou wert beatng on stock-fish; and let the repercussion of thy clapper from her resounding metal make a noise as if a double peal of chiming bells were hung at the cremasters of thy ballocks.

To what end doth she quaver her lips, like a monkey dismembering a lobster?

And possibly my fave: A lot of the book is taking up with Pantagruel and Panurge (his ASSHOLE best friend) using various forms of fortune telling to decide whether Panurge will be cuckolded if he gets married and then arguing about the signs. Pantagruel has interrupted what follows as meaning that his wife will drain away his resources–Panurge disagrees:

“The words of the third article are: She will suck me at my best end. Why not? That pleaseth me right well. you know the thing; I need not tell you that it is my intercrural pudding with one end.I swear and promise that, in what I can, I will preserve it sappy, full of juice, and as well victualled for her use as may be.”

Intercrural means between the legs, and puddings used to be another word for sausage. I am certainly myself looking for a man whose intercrural pudding is full of juice. Mm-mmm-good.

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The Castle/Gargantua and Pantagruel http://cherryterror.com/2014/08/24/the-castlegargantua-and-pantagruel/ http://cherryterror.com/2014/08/24/the-castlegargantua-and-pantagruel/#comments Sun, 24 Aug 2014 23:42:49 +0000 http://cherryterror.com/?p=831 Onwards and upwards in my tenacious attempts to scale mount Guardian List.

From books I have already read:

Kafka’s The Castle

I really didn’t understand this book all, until I went to Prague, where posters of Kafka watch you everywhere, doing everything:

Kafka is watching you poop. And if you never have, go to youtube and watch “Jeff Goldblum is watching you poop.” You will say…wow.

 

Kafka understood the maddening absurdity role of inescapable lunatic authority before anyone else. He made Big Brother and Catch -22 possible. And he wrote The Castle while living in the shadow of this:

motherfucking Castle

This image looms over the whole cityscape of Prague, and even the architecture points up towards the sky in this sweeping reminder that the owners of this shit are so far above you that you are a worm or a cockroach (see what I did there? see? see?) compared to these rich fuckers. It’s interesting how often in life, language and literature metaphors of space are used to remind ius who is high and who is low, and that the rich are always literally and figuratively looking down upon us, brooding like the Grinch and determined to steal Christmas. And their hearts never grow three sizes and they never wake up and shower presents on us like Scrooge. Instead their power shifts from brute force into the intricate bondage of red tape and law, and Kafka, writing The Castle and The Trial, documented the hellish nightmare of that process.

 

Meanwhile, I am also slogging through Gargantua and Pantagruel, which is at least in the running for weirdest fucking shit ever. It’s an early enough text that calling it a “novel” is really questionable. I guess it is one in the picaresque sense, which means that some stuff happens and then some other stuff happens to the same characters and then again some other stuff happens, but it never adds up to a “story” and even the main character shifts from Gargantua (a giant) to Pantagruel (his son, also a giant) for no real reason because there is no difference between them vis a vis characterization.

Here is some shit that happens, and it’s hard to know which one of them it happened to, because sometimes I doze off and it all gets jumbled:

One of them…Gargantua? almost eats some pilgrims that are hiding in his salad. There is a lot of Bunyanesque giant humor in there. but actually of course Paul Bunyan came much much later.

He gets into a big argument with a monk over the best way to wipe his damn ass.

Pantagruel has a whole world in his mouth and the author goes in there for awhile and travels around describing stuff.

Pantagruel births a whole pygmy race from his farts and “fisgs.”My best guess, after consulting the OED, is that a fisg is a form of fizzgig, which means a loose woman and/or an explosion. I think the fisg was an explosive fart which birthed the female pygmies.

His buddy Panurge is a total dick. At one point he sprays a woman he doesn’t like with some sort of slurry of dog shit, cabbage juice, asafoetida, and anything else he can find that smells because she dared to say no to him.

I learned that “cucquean” is the female form of cuckold.

There’s some sort of chapter about powdered beef that is totally unreadable.

They get into a very interesting extended discussion of whether Panurge should marry (NO! He should not!) where they keep using different forms of divination and then keep interpreting them in different ways. Here’s a quote describing the sybil that they visit: “to what end doth she quaver her lips, like a monkey in the dismembering of a lobster?” That really made me want to watch a monkey eat a lobster. Which it turns out is one of the few delights that youtube does not offer. But here is a baby monkey eating.

AND I AM ONLY HALFWAY THROUGH. Like Infinite Jest this book feels like it takes for fucking ever. I definitely think this is one of those books that takes advanced training to really read properly, and since I am not an expert at medieval French I am at a serious disadvantage but the word geekery and the fun quotes make it worth it, even if I can only read a page or so at a time.

 

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OH MY GOD…and Doctor Zhivago http://cherryterror.com/2014/07/07/oh-my-god-and-doctor-zhivago/ http://cherryterror.com/2014/07/07/oh-my-god-and-doctor-zhivago/#comments Tue, 08 Jul 2014 03:48:22 +0000 http://cherryterror.com/?p=808 BIG NEWS:

 

I will be back doing my show for one night and one night only, on Monday August 18th at stage Werx. I am in the process of getting it back into rehearsal now and it hoits. Oh, so rusty, so much forgotten.

 

I can’t believe I haven’t blogged since March. Well, that’s what a  broken shoulder and depression will do for you.

And in all that time, I have been trying to pull myself through the next book on my “Guardians List of 1000 novels you MUST read”–a list which just seems more and more like horseshit with every entry.

Not that Doctor Zhivago is a terrible book to have on that list, but trying to read it has been kind of agony. Mr Biswas was like being cornered by a really boring guy at a party, but Zhivago is like being on an interminable train journey across Russia that never never ends. And sometimes it’s beautiful and sometimes it’s ugly but it’s always always long….

My friend Steven opportunely sent me a link about the CIA’s role in promoting Doctor Zhivago: apparently the novel was a huge source of anti-Soviet propaganda, one of those situations where the very fight over it was more propagandistic than the thing itself. The Soviet Union gave it a lot of attention by criticizing it severely, thus ensuring its popularity at the time. Kruschev apparently said later that there really wasn’t anything anti-Soviet about it, and that’s true–it’s mostly about the ravages of war and chaos and revolution without too much specific criticism until the end–but the last few chapters do get very anti-Soviet as you realize that thecoarseness of the new regime is unable to appreciate the fine flower of thought that was the poet Zhivago.

None of this interests me that much though. I am not sure if it was the translation or a problem with the book itself but the characters just didn’t seem fully realized, which made it very hard to give a crap about them. the best parts of the novel are the descriptions of nature and a novel can’t sustain itself on descriptions of lacy birch trees and glowing moons. It needs meat and humanity.But Zhivago and Lara aren’t people: he is THE POET and she is POETRY.

This kind of idealizing sexism is almost as obnoxious and pernicious as Naipaul’s flat out contempt for women. Lara never says or does anything of any particular interest, that I can see, but every time she graces the page Zhivago just slobbers on and on about her white magnificent beauty and how just amazing she is and she suffuses his soul with electric gummy bears or whatever, and I HATE that shit. I hate it when women inspire men but aren’t allowed to, or just don’t,  have work and thoughts and art of their own. It’s bullshit, and it’s really horrible because it’s chocolate covered bullshit, the kind that had women for centuries buying into this idea that being beautiful  is a higher calling and excuses them from the work of being a good thinking person.

In the book, she is as white as milk but in the movie they made her pretty tan. The beginning of the new ideal of the tan blonde!

 

None the less Doctor Zhivago could have been worse and had some good quotes, like this one:

“Our soul takes up room in space and sits inside is like the teeth in our mouth. It cannot be endlessly violated with impunity.” Amen to that!

 

 

http://www.mhpbooks.com/doctor-zhivago-is-easy-to-smuggle-if-its-small-and-other-publishing-tips-from-the-cia/

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Performance diary and David Lodge http://cherryterror.com/2014/03/21/performance-diary-and-david-lodge/ http://cherryterror.com/2014/03/21/performance-diary-and-david-lodge/#comments Fri, 21 Mar 2014 19:18:51 +0000 http://cherryterror.com/?p=804 How am I?

Shoulder still hurting enough to need daily painkillers to keep me functional. So that’s not great.

But I am working on performances for TMI and one for David Ford, so there’s that. The TMI performance I am really looking forward to. I am cracking myself up every time I rehearse and there is so much funny in the story I might have to cut it back to stay in the 10 minute time limit. If you read this, you should come see it. But I think the only person who ever reads this is my mom. Hi, MOM!

I finished Mr. Biswas. It was awful. And then on a whim I googled “I hate VS Naipaul” and I found out that in addition to being a thundering bore, he’s also a worthless sack of shit.

Naipaul on women writers:

In an interview at the Royal Geographic Society in 2011, when asked if he considered any female writer his equal:  ”I don’t think so.” Singling out Jane Austen, he explained that he ”couldn’t possibly share her sentimental ambitions, her sentimental sense of the world.” Then: ”I read a piece of writing and within a paragraph or two I know whether it is by a woman or not. I think [it is] unequal to me.” This is all because of a woman’s inherent ”sentimentality, the narrow view of the world… And inevitably for a woman, she is not a complete master of a house, so that comes over in her writing too.”

On EM Forster: “Forster of course has his own purposes in India. He is a homosexual and he has his time in India… He just knew the court and a few middle-class Indians and a few garden boys whom he wished to seduce.”

On Africans: “Africans need to be kicked, that’s the only thing they understand.”

So, let me save you some time. Don’t read Verbose Shitbag Naipaul

 

 

So who SHOULD we read, Cherry? You ask, always eager to get my recommendations. Well, let me suggest David Lodge!

He’s witty and he’s erudite and thoughtful and he has heart. And he doesn’t hate women.

Changing Places and Nice Work are on the list. I read them both a long time  ago, but unlike A Bend in the River, I remember them. Changing Places is another of those comedies of academic life (academic life IS hilarious). In it, a professor from some sad cinderblock university in England (I studied in one for a year, drab universities built in the fifties/sixties–very utilitarian, the anti-Oxfords) switches places with a professor from Berkeley (not called that but obviously so) and finds himself for the first time in world of sunshine and beauty. It’s an early book of his and a rambunctious energetic romp. I think this is where the game of Humiliation was invented, an academic game still played when I was in grad school. To win, you have to confess what important text in your academic area you have never read., and whoever has the biggest omission wins. The fun is in the tension between wanting to win and the shame of exposing your ignorance, which academics HATE to do. In the book, a Shakespearean scholar confesses he’s never read Hamlet–he wins the game and loses his job.

Nice Work came a little later and is also about an exchange: this time a businessman and an academic have to shadow each other at their jobs in order to learn more about each others perspectives. It’s less exuberant but a really interesting book, with the businessman slowly more interested and gripped by the human and intellectual implications of postmodern criticism. I would like to reread both books actually. But when can I do that?

Will this list take me the rest of my life to read? Will I ever have time to read anything else?

Using my little method I have landed on Boris Pasternak’s Dr. Zhivago. I could have used something shorter and more fun after Mr. Biswas, but 700 pages of epic Russian love story it is. I have read about ten pages. So far, so good, but it’s really hard to keep reading when Terry Pratchett’s latest Discworld novel was just released.

Oh, and of course, I have to practice my story for Thursday, tentatively titled Breakfast with Voldemort. It’s going to be an entirely different kind of epic.

Bwa ha ha! It’s so satisfying when you find the perfect image!

 

 

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My shoulder hurts http://cherryterror.com/2014/02/22/my-shoulder-hurts/ http://cherryterror.com/2014/02/22/my-shoulder-hurts/#comments Sat, 22 Feb 2014 18:49:04 +0000 http://cherryterror.com/?p=797 Yeah, that why I haven’t been blogging my way through these novels in a while. Bursitis. I hate it. Every word I type I have to pay for in pain, and I can’t do yoga. Yoga and writing are my two big coping mechanisms, so now I am coping with chili fries and sitcoms. No, I’m not doing that either. I think I’m just…not coping.

What’s not helping is the novel I’m trying to read. I am stalled. I’m somewhere about a third of the way into…

 

Mr. Biswas Gets a House

I read Debt to Pleasure in three days. It grabbed me and wouldn’t let me go. Mr. Biswas is more like a crashing thudding bore who makes his way over to you at a party and you do anything to avoid him, like walking into a closet as if it were a restroom and then staying in there because staring at someone’s Christmas decorations is better than learning one more thing about Mr. Biswas.

Mr. Biswas’s genre is given in Wwikipedia as “contemporary fiction” which is saying nothing at all. I would call it Postcolonial Drearyism. I would also call it utter crap. I was not looking forward to reading this novel, because long ago for a class I had to read A Bend in the River, Naipaul’s big “hit.” All I remember is that it was hugely, crushingly boring. Even the name makes me want to just go right to sleep. I started Mr. Biswas with trepidation, but I thought the title was mildly more interesting.

This is the book I wanted to read

But soon I realized I was right on the money. The most interesting thing about Mr. Biswas is that the text insists on calling him Mr. Biswas, even as a baby, even though every other character is referred to by first name, which gives him a fussy, finicky comic feel.

Other than that Mr. Biswas can only be defined in negatives. He’s not completely stupid. He’s not a monster. He’s not good at business. He’s not a very good husband or father. He’s not very aggressive. He’s not hugely ambitious. He’s not particularly nice. But most importantly…he’s not even one bit interesting.

Here’s the plot so far. There’s this guy, he’s called Mr. Biswas. His childhood is mildly interesting, with an oedipal “killed his father” twist. That’s how I managed to get about a fifth of the way through. then he’s a grown up and he gets married and he does this and then that and then the other. Nothing really works out for him. He wants a house. We know from the opening that he will get one. I don’t care whether he does or not. And that’s it. So far.

The prose effaces itself–I just this minute realized I have no way to describe it. It’s not terrible. It’s not affected. It’s not bad. I just don’t notice it.

But this is the book I got

The thing is…This is the thing…there are some great postcolonial works out there. Shit damn there are. But Naipaul was one of the first of a wave, and I think this is makes people feel like they should like it. I  can’t figure out any other reason why it is so ballyhooed and feted.

But I will finish. Because I am not going to waste one of my get out of jail free cards on stupid old Mr. Biswas. But unless he manages to get a lot more interesting, I’m not giving him another post.

 

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The Debt to Pleasure http://cherryterror.com/2014/01/20/the-debt-to-pleasure/ http://cherryterror.com/2014/01/20/the-debt-to-pleasure/#comments Mon, 20 Jan 2014 20:25:41 +0000 http://cherryterror.com/?p=791 I just finished reading this book and, well,  I FREAKING LOVE THIS BOOK SO MUCH!!!

I take it all back, Guardian list. I love you. You have made me slog through a lot of crap but you have given me this book, and I will read the next book with renewed faith. Well, not the next book. Maybe the one after that.

The next one I am really prepared to hate.

 

 

Don’t know why kindle doesn’t have this book, but I’m glad. I wanted pages and heft, I wanted to touch the words of this book. And often lick them.

What’s AMAZING about The Debt to Pleasure? Well, it is heavily indebted to Nabokov, my favoritist favorite writer, and has four elements I adore.

1. The wildly unreliable narrator, which forces the reader to participate more actively in the construction of meaning. You get to play detective: what’s really going on here?

2. Genre straddling. The novel claims to be a cookbook, has long erudite  meditations on the nature of art and pleasure, and yields up the plot very gradually in tiny bites, leaving you hungry for more.

3. Subject matter: It unabashedly wallows in the sensual delights of the table and includes fascinating and accurate culinary history

4. The language is exactly, exactly, the prose that makes me seethe and froth with envy. It has crunch and juice, grease and savor: it’s  decadent, depraved and Dionysian. And perfectly suited to the content.

 

Check out the first paragraph:

This is not a conventional cookbook. Though I should straightaway attach a disclaimer to my disclaimer and say that I have nothing but the highest regard for the traditional collection of recipes, arranged by ingredient under broad, usually geographical categories. One of the charms of the genre is that it places an admirable high premium on accuracy. The omission of a single word can inflict a humiliating fiasco on the unsuspecting home cook. Which of us has not completed a recipe to the letter only to look down and see, lying unused by the side of the saute pan, a recriminatory pile of chopped onions? One early disaster of my brother’s, making a doomed attempt to impress some hapless love object, was occasioned by the absence of the small word “plucked”–he removed from the oven a roasted but full-fledged pheasant, terrible in its hot sarcophagus of feathers.

WOW. I could go on at length about why this paragraph is  simultaneously mouth-watering and kickass. But I won’t. I got stuff to do. But do yourself a favor. Read this book.

Savor it.

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Catch-22 http://cherryterror.com/2014/01/19/catch-22/ http://cherryterror.com/2014/01/19/catch-22/#comments Sun, 19 Jan 2014 21:07:42 +0000 http://cherryterror.com/?p=788 Catch-22 by Joseph Heller

One of the best war novels ever written, which means really that it’s one of the best anti-war novels ever written. I read it a long time ago, in high school,  and it was one of those moments, which are more rare than we would like, when book and reader come together at exactly the right moment for maximum impact. I’ve missed on some books: I read Wind in the Willows and Catcher in the Rye too late, and  Henry James and Pnin too early, but Catcher in the Rye hit me at just that irreverent moment in adolescence when I realized for the first time that the history of the entire world is the history of idiocy and insanity marching lockstep with malice and greed, and sanity is rare and almost never gets you anywhere: Semmelweis and Galileo screaming from the grave: BUT WE WERE RIGHT! Meanwhile new idiocies parade through town preventing vaccinations and denying global warning and voting Republican and paying money for vagoplasties.  This book deserves to be on the list just for the impact of the title alone.

I have never gone back and reread it, maybe because I never wanted to dilute the impact. Just like I won’t eat raspberries or anything raspberry flavored because in Norway, in my backyard, we had the perfect raspberry bush. Those raspberries were the full and glorious Platonic ideal of the raspberry, and anything else is just a sick joke masquerading as fruit. I don’t want to read a book that’s just a ghost of a book I read once long ago.

But still, everybody should read Catch-22

Rating: 6

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Performance diary, Mr. Toad and Mr. Holmes http://cherryterror.com/2014/01/17/performance-diary-mr-toad-and-mr-holmes/ http://cherryterror.com/2014/01/17/performance-diary-mr-toad-and-mr-holmes/#comments Sat, 18 Jan 2014 00:27:47 +0000 http://cherryterror.com/?p=781 Sometimes  performers have to step outside of their comfort zone, and that’s what I did at Busting Out Storytelling in Oakland last night. It wasn’t my crowd. The audience seemed polite but maybe just a little taken aback by my graphically obnoxious story. But not every night can be Saturday night: there is also Tuesday. Last night was some midafternoon Tuesday for me. But Kay de Martini puts on a great show and all my fellow performers were great, especially Gina Gold, who is my new hero…

I’ll get ‘em next time.

 

Avant! but onwards to…the list!

The Wind in the Willows, by Kenneth Grahame

I know I read this. And I know basically what it is, sort of: one of those classics of children’s lit with twee little animals in waistcoats who talk. And there’s a Disney movie, not one of their better ones, and Mr. Toad’s Wild Ride, if they haven’t taken that out of the park and replaced it with Aladdin’s carpet ride yet. And that’s about all I remember…

Rating 3

The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time

Mark Haddon

I read this maybe five years ago? I have a soft spot for the wildly unreliable narrator, as in Amis’s Money, and this novel is a nice take on that: a novel narrated by a high functioning autistic teen not really capable of understanding the human  storms of drama that surround him, so the reader has to infer and connect the dots for a narrator almost incapable of doing so. The teen is playing detective and  thus the title, taken from a Sherlock Holmes story: Holmes is such a hero for the emotionally challenged, which the current uncanny-in the unheimlich sense–performance of Benedict Cumberbatch capitalizes on.

He’s just looks like he’s about to start the anal probe, but not in a good way.

Anyway, yeah, a kind of amazing debut novel for Mark Haddon. I read his second but, well–it’s hard when you hit it out of the park on your first try and then everyone’s watching and, well, it wasn’t a bad novel…

Rating 5

 

 

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The list itself…and Cop Hater http://cherryterror.com/2014/01/13/the-list-itself-and-cop-hater/ http://cherryterror.com/2014/01/13/the-list-itself-and-cop-hater/#comments Tue, 14 Jan 2014 05:00:15 +0000 http://cherryterror.com/?p=776 My shoulder hurts, I fucked it up, so I can only do one book

 


BUT…beneath my post today is the ACTUAL list, submitted for your perusal. You may be wondering how I choose what goes next. Well, there IS a process, but it’s a process distorted by errors and apathy.  So what I do is Itake a starting book, and I read it, and then  go to the next category, and I read the first book whose author’s name starts with the next letter of the alphabet, if I haven’t read that book. If I have, then on to the next book. So up next should have been Primo Levi’s If Not Now, When? Except I accidentally skipped a category, which put me at The Debt to Pleasure by John Lanchester. Which wasn’t available by Kindle so I ordered it on Amazon, and by the time I realized my mistake that was already done, so I said, okay, well, let’s roll with that. But then I still needed something to read, so I went on to the next category and the next author, and that’s how I came to read Cop Hater, by Ed McBain.
Did you ever say to yourself, “HEY! I wish I knew exactly how cops in the fifties made casts of dog shit heel prints!” Well, if the minutiae of completely obsolete police procedure is your cup of tea, then get yourself some cream and sugar: you have found it. Also charming is the very sad 1950’s version of racial tolerance:
                                       David Foster was a good cop. He earned his pay check. Then he got a promotion and he earned that paycheck too.
                                       David Foster was a Negro. (WOW! A NEGRO?! And he EARNED his PAYCHECK?! Consider my mind BLOWN)
And then there’s the delights of hearing dialogue written for street punks with zip guns that just sounds like it cannot possibly be the way anyone talked ever, but what do I know?
Okay, those are the good parts. On the negative side, the plot was ripped right from Agatha Christie’s ABC Murders. But the worst part is the absolutely mind-boggling, jaw-dropping misogyny. Check out this quote: “He shook his head sadly, a man trapped in the labial folds of a society structure.” Why, was that a negative reference to female genitalia as a suffocating, entrapping force? YUP. And in the end did it turn out that all the murders were actually because of some lousy no-good dame? Oh, yeah. But surely there’s a good girl to counterpoint the whore, right? Yes there is. Ok, so what’s she like? Nice, kind, loyal–and oh, yeah. Completely mute. Because women, right? It’s really best when they can’t talk.

If you don’t want to BE a trap then you keep your trap SHUT.

So anyway, Cop Hater gets a
rating of 2.
It reads fast but it should be called Woman Hater.
Comedy

Lucky Jim by Kingsley Amis
Money by Martin Amis
The Information by Martin Amis
The Bottle Factory Outing by Beryl Bainbridge
According to Queeney by Beryl Bainbridge
Flaubert’s Parrot by Julian Barnes
A History of the World in 10 1/2 Chapters by Julian Barnes
Augustus Carp, Esq. by Himself: Being the Autobiography of a Really Good Man by Henry Howarth Bashford
Molloy by Samuel Beckett
Zuleika Dobson by Max Beerbohm
The Adventures of Augie March by Saul Bellow
The Uncommon Reader by Alan Bennett
Queen Lucia by EF Benson
The Ascent of Rum Doodle by WE Bowman
A Good Man in Africa by William Boyd
The History Man by Malcolm Bradbury
No Bed for Bacon by Caryl Brahms and SJ Simon
Illywhacker by Peter Carey
A Season in Sinji by JL Carr
The Harpole Report by JL Carr
The Hearing Trumpet by Leonora Carrington
Mister Johnson by Joyce Cary
The Horse’s Mouth by Joyce Cary
Don Quixote by Miguel de Cervantes
The Case of the Gilded Fly by Edmund Crispin
Just William by Richmal Crompton
The Provincial Lady by EM Delafield
Slouching Towards Kalamazoo by Peter De Vries
The Pickwick Papers by Charles Dickens
Martin Chuzzlewit by Charles Dickens
Jacques the Fatalist and his Master by Denis Diderot
A Fairy Tale of New York by JP Donleavy
The Commitments by Roddy Doyle
Ennui by Maria Edgeworth
Cheese by Willem Elsschot
Bridget Jones’s Diary by Helen Fielding
Joseph Andrews by Henry Fielding
Tom Jones by Henry Fielding
Caprice by Ronald Firbank
Bouvard et Pécuchet by Gustave Flaubert
Towards the End of the Morning by Michael Frayn
The Polygots by William Gerhardie
Cold Comfort Farm by Stella Gibbons
Dead Souls by Nikolai Gogol
Oblomov by Ivan Goncharov
The Wind in the Willows by Kenneth Grahame
Brewster’s Millions by Richard Greaves (George Barr McCutcheon)
Squire Haggard’s Journal by Michael Green
Our Man in Havana by Graham Greene
Travels with My Aunt by Graham Greene
Diary of a Nobody by George Grossmith
The Little World of Don Camillo by Giovanni Guareschi
The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time by Mark Haddon
Catch-22 by Joseph Heller
Mr Blandings Builds His Dream House by Eric Hodgkins
High Fidelity by Nick Hornby
I Served the King of England by Bohumil Hrabal
The Lecturer’s Tale by James Hynes
Mr Norris Changes Trains by Christopher Isherwood
The Mighty Walzer Howard by Jacobson
Pictures from an Institution by Randall Jarrell
Three Men in a Boat by Jerome K Jerome
Finnegans Wake by James Joyce
The Castle by Franz Kafka
Lake Wobegon Days by Garrison Keillor
Death and the Penguin by Andrey Kurkov
The Debt to Pleasure by John Lanchester
L’Histoire de Gil Blas de Santillane (Gil Blas) Alain-René Lesage
Changing Places by David Lodge
Nice Work by David Lodge
The Towers of Trebizond by Rose Macaulay
England, Their England by AG Macdonell
Whisky Galore by Compton Mackenzie
Memoirs of a Gnostic Dwarf by David Madsen
Cakes and Ale – Or, the Skeleton in the Cupboard by W Somerset Maugham
Tales of the City by Armistead Maupin
Bright Lights, Big City by Jay McInerney
Puckoon by Spike Milligan
The Restraint of Beasts by Magnus Mills
Charade by John Mortimer
Titmuss Regained by John Mortimer
Under the Net by Iris Murdoch
Pnin by Vladimir Nabokov
Pale Fire by Vladimir Nabokov
Fireflies by Shiva Naipaul
The Sacred Book of the Werewolf by Victor Pelevin
La Disparition by Georges Perec
Les Revenentes by Georges Perec
La Vie Mode d’Emploi by Georges Perec
My Search for Warren Harding by Robert Plunkett
A Dance to the Music of Time by Anthony Powell
A Time to be Born by Dawn Powell
Excellent Women by Barbara Pym
Less Than Angels by Barbara Pym
Zazie in the Metro by Raymond Queneau
Solomon Gursky Was Here by Mordecai Richler
Alms for Oblivion by Simon Raven
Portnoy’s Complaint by Philip Roth
The Westminster Alice by Saki
The Unbearable Bassington by Saki
Hurrah for St Trinian’s by Ronald Searle
Great Apes by Will Self
Porterhouse Blue by Tom Sharpe
Blott on the Landscape by Tom Sharpe
Office Politics by Wilfrid Sheed
Belles Lettres Papers: A Novel by Charles Simmons
Moo by Jane Smiley
Topper Takes a Trip by Thorne Smith
The Adventures of Ferdinand Count Fathom by Tobias Smollett
The Adventures of Roderick Random by Tobias Smollett
The Adventures of Peregrine Pickle by Tobias Smollett
The Expedition of Humphry Clinker by Tobias Smollett
The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie by Muriel Spark
The Girls of Slender Means by Muriel Spark
The Driver’s Seat by Muriel Spark
Loitering with Intent by Muriel Spark
A Far Cry from Kensington by Muriel Spark
The Life and Opinions of Tristram Shandy, Gentleman by Laurence Sterne
White Man Falling by Mike Stocks
Handley Cross by RS Surtees
A Tale of a Tub by Jonathan Swift
Penrod by Booth Tarkington
The Luck of Barry Lyndon by William Makepeace Thackeray
Before Lunch by Angela Thirkell
Tropic of Ruislip by Leslie Thomas
A Confederacy of Dunces by John Kennedy Toole
Barchester Towers by Anthony Trollope
Venus on the Half-Shell by Kilgore Trout
The Mysterious Stranger by Mark Twain
The Witches of Eastwick by John Updike
Breakfast of Champions by Kurt Vonnegut
Infinite Jest by David Foster Wallace
Decline and Fall by Evelyn Waugh
Vile Bodies by Evelyn Waugh
Black Mischief by Evelyn Waugh
Scoop by Evelyn Waugh
The Loved One by Evelyn Waugh
A Handful of Dust by Evelyn Waugh
The Life and Loves of a She-Devil by Fay Weldon
Tono Bungay by HG Wells
Molesworth by Geoffrey Willans and Ronald Searle
The Wimbledon Poisoner by Nigel Williams
Anglo-Saxon Attitudes by Angus Wilson
Something Fresh by PG Wodehouse
Piccadilly Jim by PG Wodehouse
Thank You Jeeves by PG Wodehouse
Heavy Weather by PG Wodehouse
The Code of the Woosters by PG Wodehouse
Joy in the Morning by PG Wodehouse

Crime

The Man with the Golden Arm by Nelson Algren
Fantomas by Marcel Allain and Pierre Souvestre
The Mask of Dimitrios by Eric Ambler
Epitaph for a Spy by Eric Ambler
Journey into Fear by Eric Ambler
The New York Trilogy by Paul Auster
Trent’s Last Case by EC Bentley
The Poisoned Chocolates Case by Anthony Berkeley
The Beast Must Die by Nicholas Blake
Lady Audley’s Secret by Mary E Braddon
The Neon Rain by James Lee Burke
The Tin Roof Blowdown by James Lee Burke
The Thirty-Nine Steps by John Buchan
Greenmantle by John Buchan
The Asphalt Jungle by WR Burnett
The Postman Always Rings Twice by James M Cain
Double Indemnity by James M Cain
True History of the Ned Kelly Gang by Peter Carey
The Hollow Man by John Dickson Carr
The Big Sleep by Raymond Chandler
The Long Goodbye by Raymond Chandler
No Orchids for Miss Blandish by James Hadley Chase
The Riddle of the Sands by Erskine Childers
And Then There Were None by Agatha Christie
The Mysterious Affair at Styles by Agatha Christie
The Murder of Roger Ackroyd by Agatha Christie
The Murder at the Vicarage by Agatha Christie
The Secret Adversary by Agatha Christie
The Woman in White by Wilkie Collins
The Moonstone by Wilkie Collins
A Study in Scarlet by Arthur Conan Doyle
The Hound of the Baskervilles by Arthur Conan Doyle
The Sign of Four by Arthur Conan Doyle
The Manchurian Candidate by Richard Condon
The Secret Agent by Joseph Conrad
Under Western Eyes by Joseph Conrad
Postmortem by Patricia Cornwell
The Andromeda Strain by Michael Crichton
Jurassic Park by Michael Crichton
Poetic Justice by Amanda Cross
The Ipcress File by Len Deighton
Last Seen Wearing by Colin Dexter
The Remorseful Day by Colin Dexter
Ratking by Michael Dibdin
Dead Lagoon by Michael Dibdin
Dirty Tricks by Michael Dibdin
A Rich Full Death by Michael Dibdin
Vendetta by Michael Dibdin
Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoevsky
An American Tragedy by Theodore Dreiser
My Cousin Rachel by Daphne du Maurier
The Count of Monte Cristo by Alexandre Dumas
The Pledge by Friedrich Durrenmatt
The Crime of Father Amado by José Maria de Eça de Queiroz
The Name of the Rose by Umberto Eco
American Psycho by Bret Easton Ellis
LA Confidential by James Ellroy
The Big Nowhere by James Ellroy
A Quiet Belief in Angels by RJ Ellory
Sanctuary by William Faulkner
Casino Royale by Ian Fleming
Goldfinger by Ian Fleming
You Only Live Twice by Ian Fleming
The Day of the Jackal by Frederick Forsyth
Brighton Rock by Graham Greene
A Gun for Sale by Graham Greene
The Ministry of Fear by Graham Greene
The Third Man by Graham Greene
A Time to Kill by John Grisham
The King of Torts by John Grisham
Hangover Square by Patrick Hamilton
The Glass Key by Dashiell Hammett
The Maltese Falcon by Dashiell Hammett
Red Harvest by Dashiell Hammett
The Thin Man by Dashiell Hammett
Fatherland by Robert Harris
Black Sunday by Thomas Harris
Red Dragon by Thomas Harris
Tourist Season by Carl Hiaasen
The Friends of Eddie Coyle by George V Higgins
Strangers on a Train by Patricia Highsmith
The Talented Mr Ripley by Patricia Highsmith
Bones and Silence by Reginald Hill
A Rage in Harlem by Chester Himes
Miss Smilla’s Feeling for Snow by Peter Hoeg
Rogue Male by Geoffrey Household
Malice Aforethought by Francis Iles
Silence of the Grave by Arnadur Indridason
Death at the President’s Lodging by Michael Innes
Cover Her Face by PD James
A Taste for Death by PD James
Friday the Rabbi Slept Late by Harry Kemelman
Misery by Stephen King
Dolores Claiborne by Stephen King
Kim by Rudyard Kipling
The Constant Gardener by John le Carre
Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy by John le Carre
The Spy Who Came in from the Cold by John le Carre
To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee
52 Pick-up by Elmore Leonard
Get Shorty by Elmore Leonard
Motherless Brooklyn by Jonathan Lethem
The Bourne Identity by Robert Ludlum
Cop Hater by Ed McBain
No Country for Old Men by Cormac McCarthy
Enduring Love by Ian McEwan
Sidetracked by Henning Mankell
Devil in a Blue Dress by Walter Mosley
The Great Impersonation by E Phillips Oppenheim
The Strange Borders of Palace Crescent by E Phillips Oppenheim
My Name is Red by Orhan Pamuk
Toxic Shock by Sara Paretsky
Blacklist by Sara Paretsky
Nineteen Seventy Four by David Peace
Nineteen Seventy Seven by David Peace
The Big Blowdown by George Pelecanos
Hard Revolution by George Pelecanos
Lush Life by Richard Price
The Godfather by Mario Puzo
V by Thomas Pynchon
The Crying of Lot 49 by Thomas Pynchon
Black and Blue by Ian Rankin
The Hanging Gardens by Ian Rankin
Exit Music by Ian Rankin
Judgment in Stone by Ruth Rendell
Live Flesh by Ruth Rendell
Dissolution by CJ Sansom
Whose Body? by Dorothy L Sayers
Murder Must Advertise by Dorothy Le Sayers
The Madman of Bergerac by Georges Simenon
The Blue Room by Georges Simenon
The Laughing Policeman by Maj Sjowall and Per Wahloo
Gorky Park by Martin Cruz Smith
Of Mice and Men by John Steinbeck
The League of Frightened Men by Rex Stout
Perfume by Patrick Suskind
The Secret History by Donna Tartt
The Daughter of Time by Josephine Tey
The Getaway by Jim Thompson
Pudd’nhead Wilson by Mark Twain
A Dark-Adapted Eye by Barbara Vine
A Fatal inversion by Barbara Vine
King Solomon’s Carpet by Barbara Vine
The Four Just Men by Edgar Wallace
Fingersmith by Sarah Waters
Native Son by Richard Wright
Therese Raquin by Emile Zola

Family and self

The Face of Another by Kobo Abe
Little Women by Louisa May Alcott
Behind the Scenes at the Museum by Kate Atkinson
Cat’s Eye by Margaret Atwood
Epileptic by David B
Room Temperature by Nicholson Baker
Eugenie Grandet by Honore de Balzac
Le Pere Goriot by Honore de Balzac
The Crow Road by Iain Banks
The L Shaped Room by Lynne Reid Banks
Fun Home by Alison Bechdel
Malone Dies by Samuel Beckett
A Legacy by Sybille Bedford
Herzog by Saul Bellow
Humboldt’s Gift by Saul Bellow
The Old Wives’ Tale by Arnold Bennett
G by John Berger
Extinction by Thomas Bernhard
Two Serious Ladies by Jane Bowles
Any Human Heart by William Boyd
The Death of Virgil by Hermann Broch
Evelina by Fanny Burney
The Way of All Flesh by Samuel Butler
The Sound of my Voice by Ron Butlin
The Outsider by Albert Camus
Wise Children by Angela Carter
The Professor’s House by Willa Cather
The Wapshot Chronicle by John Cheever
The Awakening by Kate Chopin
Les Enfants Terrible by Jean Cocteau
The Vagabond by Sidonie-Gabrielle Colette
Manservant and Maidservant by Ivy Compton-Burnett
Being Dead by Jim Crace
Quarantine by Jim Crace
The Mandarins by Simone de Beauvoir
Roxana by Daniel Defoe
Great Expectations by Charles Dickens
The Brothers Karamazov by Fyodor Dostoevsky
My New York Diary by Julie Doucet
The Millstone by Margaret Drabble
My Family and Other Animals by Gerald Durrell
Silence by Shusaku Endo
The Gathering by Anne Enright
Middlesex by Jeffrey Eugenides
As I Lay Dying by William Faulkner
The Sound and the Fury by William Faulkner
The Sportswriter by Richard Ford
Howards End by EM Forster
Spies by Michael Frayn
Hideous Kinky by Esther Freud
The Man of Property by John Galsworthy
Mary Barton by Elizabeth Gaskell
The Immoralist by Andre Gide
The Vatican Cellars by Andre Gide
The Vicar of Wakefield by Oliver Goldsmith
The Power and the Glory by Graham Greene
Hunger by Knut Hamsun
The Shrimp and the Anemone by LP Hartley
The Old Man and the Sea by Ernest Hemingway
Steppenwolf by Herman Hesse
Narziss and Goldmund by Hermann Hesse
The Three Paradoxes by Paul Hornschemeier
Tom Brown’s Schooldays by Thomas Hughes
A Prayer for Owen Meany by John Irving
The Ambassadors by Henry James
Washington Square by Henry James
The Tortoise and the Hare by Elizabeth Jenkins
The Unfortunates by BS Johnson
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man by James Joyce
Ulysses by James Joyce
Good Behaviour by Molly Keane
Memet my Hawk by Yasar Kemal
One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest by Ken Kesey
The Buddha of Suburbia by Hanif Kureishi
Sons and Lovers by DH Lawrence
Cider with Rosie by Laurie Lee
Invitation to the Waltz by Rosamond Lehmann
The Golden Notebook by Doris Lessing
How Green was My Valley by Richard Llewellyn
Martin Eden by Jack London
Under the Volcano by Malcolm Lowry
The Member of the Wedding by Carson McCullers
Palace Walk by Naguib Mahfouz
The Assistant by Bernard Malamud
Buddenbrooks by Thomas Mann
The Chateau by William Maxwell
The Rector’s Daughter by FM Mayor
The Ordeal of Richard Feverek by George Meredith
Family Matters by Rohinton Mistry
Sour Sweet by Timothy Mo
The Lonely Passion of Judith Hearne by Brian Moore
The Bluest Eye by Toni Morrison
Song of Solomon by Toni Morrison
Who Do You Think You Are? by Alice Munro
The Black Prince by Iris Murdoch
The Man Without Qualities by Robert Musil
A House for Mr Biswas by VS Naipaul
At-Swim-Two-Birds by Flann O’Brien
Teach Us to Outgrow Our Madness by Kezaburo Oe
The Moviegoer by Walker Percy
The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath
My Name Is Asher Lev by Chaim Potok
The Good Companions by JB Priestley
The Shipping News by E Annie Proulx
Remembrance of Things Past by Marcel Proust
A Married Man by Piers Paul Read
Pointed Roofs by Dorothy Richardson
The Fortunes of Richard Mahoney by Henry Handel Richardson
Call it Sleep by Henry Roth
Julie, ou la Nouvelle Heloise by Jean-Jacques Rousseau
The God of Small Things by Arundhati Roy
The Catcher in the Rye by JD Salinger
Alberta and Jacob by Cora Sandel
A Suitable Boy by Vikram Seth
Unless by Carol Shields
We Need to Talk About Kevin by Lionel Shriver
The Three Sisters by May Sinclair
The Family Moskat or The Manor or The Estate by Isaac Bashevis Singer
A Thousand Acres by Jane Smiley
On Beauty by Zadie Smith
The Man Who Loved Children by Christina Stead
East of Eden by John Steinbeck
Ballet Shoes by Noel Streatfield
Confessions of Zeno by Italo Svevo
The Magnificent Ambersons by Booth Tarkington
Angel by Elizabeth Taylor
Lark Rise to Candleford by Flora Thompson
The Blackwater Lightship by Colm Toibin
The Secret Diary of Adrian Mole, Aged 13 3/4 by Sue Townsend
Death in Summer by William Trevor
Fathers and Sons by Ivan Turgenev
Peace in War by Miguel de Unamuno
The Rabbit Omnibus by John Updike
The Color Purple by Alice Walker
Jimmy Corrigan, The Smarest Kid on Earth by Chris Ware
Morvern Callar by Alan Warner
The History of Mr Polly by HG Wells
The Fountain Overflows by Rebecca West
Frost in May by Antonia White
The Tree of Man by Patrick White
The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde
Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit by Jeanette Winterson
I’ll Go to Bed at Noon by Gerard Woodward
To the Lighthouse by Virginia Woolf
Mrs Dalloway by Virginia Woolf
Swiss Family Robinson by Johann David Wyss

Love

Le Grand Meaulnes by Henri Alain-Fournier
Dom Casmurro Joaquim by Maria Machado de Assis
Northanger Abbey by Jane Austen
Sense and Sensibility by Jane Austen
Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen
Mansfield Park by Jane Austen
Emma by Jane Austen
Persuasion by Jane Austen
Giovanni’s Room by James Baldwin
Nightwood by Djuna Barnes
The Garden of the Finzi-Cortinis by Giorgio Bassani
Love for Lydia by HE Bates
More Die of Heartbreak by Saul Bellow
Lorna Doone by RD Blackmore
The Death of the Heart by Elizabeth Bowen
The Heat of the Day by Elizabeth Bowen
Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte
Vilette by Charlotte Bronte
Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte
Look At Me by Anita Brookner
Rubyfruit Jungle by Rita Mae Brown
Possession by AS Byatt
Breakfast at Tiffany’s by Truman Capote
Oscar and Lucinda by Peter Carey
A Month in the Country by JL Carr
My Antonia by Willa Cather
A Lost Lady by Willa Cather
Claudine a l’ecole by Sidonie-Gabrielle Colette
Cheri by Sidonie-Gabrielle Collette
Victory: An Island Tale by Joseph Conrad
The Princess of Cleves by Madame de Lafayette
The Parasites by Daphne du Maurier
Rebecca by Daphne du Maurier
The Lover by Marguerite Duras
Adam Bede by George Eliot
Daniel Deronda by George Eliot
The Mill on the Floss by George Eliot
The Virgin Suicides by Jeffrey Eugenides
The Great Gatsby by F Scott Fitzgerald
Tender is the Night by F Scott Fitzgerald
The Blue Flower by Penelope Fitzgerald
Madame Bovary by Gustave Flaubert
The Good Soldier by Ford Madox Ford
A Room with a View by EM Forster
The French Lieutenant’s Woman by John Fowles
The Snow Goose by Paul Gallico
Ruth by Elizabeth Gaskell
Strait is the Gate by Andre Gide
Sunset Song by Lewis Grassic Gibbon
The Sorrows of Young Werther by Johann Wolfgang Goethe
Living by Henry Green
The End of the Affair by Graham Greene
The Well of Loneliness by Radclyffe Hall
Far From the Madding Crowd by Thomas Hardy
Jude the Obscure by Thomas Hardy
Tess of the D’Urbervilles by Thomas Hardy
The Woodlanders by Thomas Hardy
The Go-Between by LP Hartley
The Scarlet Letter by Nathaniel Hawthorne
The Transit of Venus by Shirley Hazzard
A Farewell to Arms by Ernest Hemingway
The Infamous Army by Georgette Heyer
Regency Buck by Georgette Heyer
The Swimming-Pool Library by Alan Hollinghurst
Green Mansions: A Romance of the Tropical Forest by WH Hudson
Their Eyes Were Watching God by Zora Neale Hurston
Crome Yellow by Aldous Huxley
The Remains of the Day by Kazuo Ishiguro
Portrait of a Lady by Henry James
The Wings of the Dove by Henry James
The Piano Teacher by Elfriede Jelinek
Beauty and Saddness by Yasunari Kawabata
The Far Pavillions by Mary Margaret Kaye
Zorba the Greek by Nikos Kazantzakis
Moon over Africa by Pamela Kent
The Book of Laughter and Forgetting by Milan Kundera
The Unbearable Lightness of Being by Milan Kundera
Les Liaisons Dangereuses by Pierre-Ambroise-Francois Choderlos de Laclos
Lady Chatterley’s Lover by DH Lawrence
The Rainbow by DH Lawrence
Women in Love by DH Lawrence
The Echoing Grove by Rosamond Lehmann
The Weather in the Streets by Rosamond Lehmann
Gentlemen Prefer Blondes by Anita Loos
Zami by Audre Lorde
Foreign Affairs by Alison Lurie
Samarkand by Amin Maalouf
Death in Venice by Thomas Mann
The Silent Duchess by Dacia Maraini
A Heart So White by Javier Marias
Love in the Time of Cholera by Gabriel Garcia Marquez
Of Human Bondage by Somerset Maugham
So Long, See you Tomorrow by William Maxwell
The Heart is a Lonely Hunter by Carson McCullers
Atonement by Ian McEwan
The Child in Time by Ian McEwan
The Egoist by George Meredith
Tropic of Cancer by Henry Miller
Patience and Sarah by Isabel Miller
Gone With the Wind by Margaret Mitchell
The Pursuit of Love by Nancy Mitford
Love in a Cold Climate by Nancy Mitford
Arturo’s Island by Elsa Morante
Norwegian Wood by Haruki Murakami
Lolita, or the Confessions of a White Widowed Male by Vladimir Nabokov
The Painter of Signs by RK Narayan
Delta of Venus by Anais Nin
All Souls Day by Cees Nooteboom
The English Patient by Michael Ondaatje
Doctor Zhivago by Boris Pasternak
Manon Lescaut by Abbe Prevost
Wide Sargasso Sea by Jean Rhys
Maurice Guest by Henry Handel Richardson
Pamela by Samuel Richardson
Clarissa by Samuel Richardson
Gilead by Marilynne Robinson
Bonjour Tristesse by Francoise Sagan
Ali and Nino by Kurban Said
Light Years by James Salter
A Sport and a Passtime by James Salter
The Reader by Benhardq Schlink
The Reluctant Orphan by Aara Seale
Love Story by Eric Segal
Enemies, a Love Story by Isaac Bashevis Singer
At Grand Central Station I Sat Down and Wept by Elizabeth Smart
I Capture the Castle by Dodie Smith
The Map of Love by Ahdaf Soueif
Valley of the Dolls by Jacqueline Susann
Waterland by Graham Swift
Diary of a Mad Old Man by Junichiro Tanizaki
Anna Karenina by Leo Tolstoy
Music and Silence by Rose Tremain
First Love by Ivan Turgenev
Breathing Lessons by Anne Tyler
The Accidental Tourist by Anne Tyler
The Night Watch by Sarah Waters
The Graduate by Charles Webb
The Age of Innocence by Edith Wharton
The Passion by Jeanette Winterson
East Lynne by Ellen Wood
Revolutionary Road by Richard Yates

Science fiction and fantasy

The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams
Non-Stop by Brian W Aldiss
Foundation by Isaac Asimov
The Blind Assassin by Margaret Atwood
The Handmaid’s Tale by Margaret Atwood
In the Country of Last Things by Paul Auster
The Drowned World by JG Ballard
Crash by JG Ballard
Millennium People by JG Ballard
The Wasp Factory by Iain Banks
Consider Phlebas by Iain M Banks
Weaveworld by Clive Barker
Darkmans by Nicola Barker
The Time Ships by Stephen Baxter
Darwin’s Radio by Greg Bear
Vathek by William Beckford
The Stars My Destination by Alfred Bester
Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury
Lost Souls by Poppy Z Brite
Wieland by Charles Brockden Brown
Rogue Moon by Algis Budrys
The Master and Margarita by Mikhail Bulgakov
The Coming Race by EGEL Bulwer-Lytton
A Clockwork Orange by Anthony Burgess
The End of the World News by Anthony Burgess
A Princess of Mars by Edgar Rice Burroughs
Naked Lunch by William Burroughs
Kindred by Octavia Butler
Erewhon by Samuel Butler
The Baron in the Trees by Italo Calvino
The Influence by Ramsey Campbell
Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll
Through the Looking Glass and What Alice Found There by Lewis Carroll
Nights at the Circus by Angela Carter
The Passion of New Eve by Angela Carter
The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay by Michael Chabon
The Man who was Thursday by GK Chesterton
Childhood’s End by Arthur C Clarke
Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell by Susanna Clarke
Hello Summer, Goodbye by Michael G Coney
Girlfriend in a Coma by Douglas Coupland
House of Leaves by Mark Danielewski
Pig Tales by Marie Darrieussecq
The Einstein Intersection by Samuel R Delaney
Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep? by Philip K Dick
The Man in the High Castle by Philip K Dick
Camp Concentration by Thomas M Disch
Foucault’s Pendulum by Umberto Eco
Under the Skin by Michel Faber
The Magus by John Fowles
American Gods by Neil Gaiman
Red Shift by Alan Garner
Neuromancer by William Gibson
Herland by Charlotte Perkins Gilman
Lord of the Flies by William Golding
The Forever War by Joe Haldeman
Light by M John Harrison
The House of the Seven Gables by Nathaniel Hawthorne
Stranger in a Strange Land by Robert A Heinlein
Dune by Frank L Herbert
The Glass Bead Game by Herman Hesse
Riddley Walker by Russell Hoban
The Private Memoirs and Confessions of a Justified Sinner by James Hogg
Atomised by Michel Houellebecq
Brave New World by Aldous Huxley
The Unconsoled by Kazuo Ishiguro
The Haunting of Hill House by Shirley Jackson
The Turn of the Screw by Henry James
The Children of Men by PD James
After London; or, Wild England by Richard Jefferies
Bold as Love by Gwyneth Jones
The Trial by Franz Kafka
Flowers for Algernon by Daniel Keyes
The Shining by Stephen King
The Victorian Chaise-longue by Marghanita Laski
Uncle Silas by Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu
The Earthsea Series by Ursula Le Guin
The Left Hand of Darkness by Ursula Le Guin
Solaris by Stanislaw Lem
Memoirs of a Survivor by Doris Lessing
The Chronicles of Narnia by CS Lewis
The Monk by Matthew Lewis
A Voyage to Arcturus by David Lindsay
The Night Sessions by Ken Macleod
Beyond Black by Hilary Mantel
Only Forward by Michael Marshall Smith
I Am Legend by Richard Matheson
Melmoth the Wanderer by Charles Maturin
The Butcher Boy by Patrick McCabe
The Road by Cormac McCarthy
Ascent by Jed Mercurio
The Scar by China Mieville
Ingenious Pain by Andrew Miller
A Canticle for Leibowitz by Walter M Miller Jr
Cloud Atlas by David Mitchell
Mother London by Michael Moorcock
News from Nowhere by William Morris
Beloved by Toni Morrison
The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle by Haruki Murakami
Ada or Ardor by Vladimir Nabokov
The Time Traveler’s Wife by Audrey Niffenegger
Ringworld by Larry Niven
Vurt by Jeff Noon
The Third Policeman by Flann O’Brien
The Famished Road by Ben Okri
Nineteen Eighty-Four by George Orwell
Fight Club by Chuck Palahniuk
Nightmare Abbey by Thomas Love Peacock
Titus Groan by Mervyn Peake
The Space Merchants by Frederik Pohl and CM Kornbluth
A Glastonbury Romance by John Cowper Powys
The Discworld Series by Terry Pratchett
The Prestige by Christopher Priest
His Dark Materials by Philip Pullman
Gargantua and Pantagruel by Francois Rabelais
The Mysteries of Udolpho by Ann Radcliffe
Revelation Space by Alastair Reynolds
The Years of Rice and Salt by Kim Stanley Robinson
Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone by JK Rowling
Satanic Verses by Salman Rushdie
The Female Man by Joanna Russ
Air by Geoff Ryman
The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupery
Blindness by Jose Saramago
How the Dead Live by Will Self
Frankenstein by Mary Shelley
Hyperion by Dan Simmons
Star Maker by Olaf Stapledon
Snow Crash by Neal Stephenson
The Strange Case of Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde by Robert Louis Stevenson
Dracula by Bram Stoker
The Insult by Rupert Thomson
The Hobbit by JRR Tolkien
The Lord of the Rings by JRR Tolkien
A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur’s Court by Mark Twain
Sirens of Titan by Kurt Vonnegut
The Castle of Otranto by Horace Walpole
Institute Benjamenta by Robert Walser
Lolly Willowes by Sylvia Townsend Warner
Affinity by Sarah Waters
The Time Machine by HG Wells
The War of the Worlds by HG Wells
The Sword in the Stone by TH White
The Old Men at the Zoo by Angus Wilson
The Book of the New Sun by Gene Wolfe
Orlando by Virginia Woolf
Day of the Triffids by John Wyndham
The Midwich Cuckoos by John Wyndham
We by Yevgeny Zamyatin

State of the nation

Things Fall Apart by Chinua Achebe
Anthills of the Savannah by Chinua Achebe
London Fields by Martin Amis
Untouchable by Mulk Raj Anand
Go Tell it on the Mountain by James Baldwin
La Comedie Humaine by Honore de Balzac
They Were Counted by Miklos Banffy
A Kind of Loving by Stan Barstow
Uncle Tom’s Cabin by Harriet Beecher Stowe
Oroonoko, or The Royal Slave by Aphra Behn
Clayhanger by Arnold Bennett
The Last September by Elizabeth Bowen
Room at the Top by John Braine
A Dry White Season by Andre Brink
Shirley by Charlotte Bronte
Earthly Powers by Anthony Burgess
The Virgin in the Garden by AS Byatt
Tobacco Road by Erskine Caldwell
The Plague by Albert Camus
The Kingdom of this World by Alejo Carpentier
What a Carve Up! by Jonathan Coe
Disgrace by JM Coetzee
Waiting for the Barbarians by JM Coeztee
Microserfs by Douglas Coupland
Moll Flanders by Daniel Defoe
Underworld by Don DeLillo
White Noise by Don DeLillo
A Tale of Two Cities by Charles Dickens
Bleak House by Charles Dickens
Dombey and Son by Charles Dickens
Hard Times by Charles Dickens
Little Dorritt by Charles Dickens
Oliver Twist by Charles Dickens
Play It As It Lays by Joan Didion
Sybil or The Two Nations by Benjamin Disraeli
Berlin Alexanderplatz by Alfred Döblin
The Book of Daniel by EL Doctorow
Notes from the Underground by Fyodor Dostoevsky
The Idiot by Fyodor Dostoevsky
USA by John Dos Passos
Sister Carrie by Theodor Dreiser
Castle Rackrent by Maria Edgeworth
Middlemarch by George Eliot
Silas Marner by George Eliot
The Invisible Man by Ralph Ellison
Sentimental Education by Gustave Flaubert
Effi Briest by Theodore Fontane
Independence Day by Richard Ford
A Passage to India by EM Forster
The Corrections by Jonathan Franzen
The Recognitions by William Gaddis
Cranford by Elizabeth Gaskell
North and South by Elizabeth Gaskell
The Counterfeiters by Andre Gide
The Odd Women by George Gissing
New Grub Street by George Gissing
July’s People by Nadine Gordimer
Mother by Maxim Gorky
Lanark by Alastair Gray
Love on the Dole by Walter Greenwood
The Mayor of Casterbridge by Thomas Hardy
A Kestrel for a Knave by Barry Hines
The Line of Beauty by Alan Hollinghurst
South Riding by Winifred Holtby
Les Miserables by Victor Hugo
Goodbye to Berlin by Christopher Isherwood
Chronicle in Stone by Ismael Kadare
How Late it Was, How Late by James Kelman
The Leopard by Giuseppi di Lampedusa
A Girl in Winter by Philip Larkin
Passing by Nella Larsen
The Grass is Singing by Doris Lessing
Babbitt by Sinclair Lewis
Elmer Gantry by Sinclair Lewis
Main Street by Sinclair Lewis
Absolute Beginners by Colin MacInnes
The Group by Mary McCarthy
Amongst Women by John McGahern
The Posthumous Memoirs of Bras Cubas by Joaquim Maria Machado de Assis
Of Love & Hunger by Julian Maclaren-Ross
Remembering Babylon by David Malouf
The Magic Mountain by Thomas Mann
The Betrothed by Alessandro Manzoni
Bel-Ami by Guy de Maupassant
A Fine Balance by Rohinton Mistry
The Time of Indifference by Alberto Moravia
A Bend in the River by VS Naipaul
McTeague by Frank Norris
Personality by Andrew O’Hagan
Animal Farm by George Orwell
The Ragazzi Pier by Paolo Pasolini
Cry, the Beloved Country by Alan Paton
The Moon and the Bonfire by Cesare Pavese
GB84 by David Peace
Headlong Hall by Thomas Love Peacock
Afternoon Men by Anthony Powell
Vineland by Thomas Pynchon
The Radetzky March by Joseph Roth
American Pastoral by Philip Roth
The Human Stain by Philip Roth
Midnight’s Children by Salman Rushdie
Shame by Salman Rushdie
To Each his Own by Leonardo Sciascia
Staying On by Paul Scott
Last Exit to Brooklyn by Hubert Selby Jr
The Lonely Londoners by Samuel Selvon
God’s Bit of Wood by Ousmane Sembene
The Case of Comrade Tulayev by Victor Serge
Richshaw Boy by Lao She
Saturday Night and Sunday Morning by Alan Sillitoe
The Jungle by Upton Sinclair
Novel on Yellow Paper by Stevie Smith
White Teeth by Zadie Smith
One Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovtich by Alexandr Solzhenitsyn
The Grapes of Wrath by John Steinbeck
The Red and the Black by Stendhal
This Sporting Life by David Storey
The Red Room by August Stringberg
The Home and the World by Rabindranath Tagore
Vanity Fair by William Makepeace Thackeray
The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists by Robert Tressell
The Last Chronicle of Barset by Anthony Trollope
The Way We Live Now by Anthony Trollope
The Adventures of Tom Sawyer by Mark Twain
Couples by John Updike
Z by Vassilis Vassilikos
Billy Liar by Keith Waterhouse
Trainspotting by Irvine Welsh
The Day of the Locust by Nathanael West
The Return of the Soldier by Rebecca West
The House of Mirth by Edith Wharton
The Bonfire of the Vanities by Tom Wolfe
Germinal by Emile Zola
La Bete Humaine by Emile Zola

War and travel

Silver Stallion by Junghyo Ahn
Death of a Hero by Richard Aldington
Master Georgie by Beryl Bainbridge
Darkness Falls from the Air by Nigel Balchin
Empire of the Sun by JG Ballard
Regeneration by Pat Barker
A Long Long Way by Sebastian Barry
Fair Stood the Wind for France by HE Bates
Carrie’s War by Nina Bawden
The Savage Detectives by Roberto Bolano
The Sheltering Sky by Paul Bowles
An Ice-Cream War by William Boyd
When the Wind Blows by Raymond Briggs
Invisible Cities by Italo Calvino
Auto-da-Fe by Elias Canetti
One of Ours by Willa Cather
Journey to the End of the Night by Louis-Ferdinand Celine
Monkey by Wu Ch’eng-en
Heart of Darkness by Joseph Conrad
Lord Jim by Joseph Conrad
Nostromo by Joseph Conrad
Sharpe’s Eagle by Bernard Cornwell
The History of Pompey the Little by Francis Coventry
The Red Badge of Courage by Stephen Crane
Robinson Crusoe by Daniel Defoe
Bomber by Len Deighton
Deliverance by James Dickey
Three Soldiers by John Dos Passos
South Wind by Norman Douglas
The Three Musketeers by Alexandre Dumas
Justine by Lawrence Durrell
The Bamboo Bed by William Eastlake
The Siege of Krishnapur by JG Farrell
Birdsong by Sebastian Faulks
Parade’s End by Ford Madox Ford
The African Queen by CS Forester
The Ship by CS Forester
Flashman by George MacDonald Fraser
Cold Mountain by Charles Frazier
The Beach by Alex Garland
To The Ends of the Earth trilogy by William Golding
Asterix the Gaul by Rene Goscinny
The Tin Drum by Gunter Grass
Count Belisarius by Robert Graves
Life and Fate by Vassily Grossman
De Niro’s Game by Rawi Hage
King Solomon’s Mines by H Rider Haggard
She: A History of Adventure by H Rider Haggard
The Slaves of Solitude by Patrick Hamilton
Covenant with Death by John Harris
Enigma by Robert Harris
The Good Soldier Svejk by Jaroslav Hasek
For Whom the Bell Tolls by Ernest Hemingway
The Prisoner of Zenda by Anthony Hope
The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini
A High Wind in Jamaica by Richard Hughes
Rasselas by Samuel Johnson
From Here to Eternity by James Jones
Andersonville by MacKinlay Kantor
Confederates by Thomas Keneally
Schindler’s Ark by Thomas Keneally
Day by AL Kennedy
On the Road by Jack Kerouac
Darkness at Noon by Arthur Koestler
The Painted Bird by Jerzy Kosinski
If Not Now, When? by Primo Levi
The Call of the Wild by Jack London
The Guns of Navarone by Alistair MacLean
All the Pretty Horses by Cormac McCarthy
Blood Meridian by Cormac McCarthy
The Mark of Zorro by Johnston McCulley
Lonesome Dove by Larry McMurty
The Naked and the Dead by Norman Mailer
La Condition Humaine by Andre Malraux
Fortunes of War by Olivia Manning
One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel Garcia Marquez
The Children of the New Forest by Frederick Marryat
Moby-Dick or, The Whale by Herman Melville
Tales of the South Pacific by James Michener
The Cruel Sea by Nicholas Monsarrat
History by Elsa Morante
Suite Francaise by Irene Nemirovsky
The Sorrow of War by Bao Ninh
Master and Commander by Patrick O’Brian
The Things They Carried by Tim O’Brien
The Scarlet Pimpernel by Baroness Emmuska Orczy
Burmese Days by George Orwell
Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance by Robert Pirsig
The Valley of Bones by Anthony Powell
The Soldier’s Art by Anthony Powell
The Military Philosophers by Anthony Powell
Gravity’s Rainbow by Thomas Pynchon
The Surprising Adventures of Baron Munchausen by Rudolp Erich Raspe
All Quiet on the Western Front by Erich Maria Remarque
The Crab with the Golden Claws by Georges Remi Herge
Tintin in Tibet by Georges Remi Herge
The Castafiore Emerald by Georges Remi Herge
The Devil to Pay in the Backlands by Joao Guimaraes Rosa
Sacaramouche by Rafael Sabatini
Captain Blood by Rafael Sabatini
Everything is Illuminated by Jonathon Safran Foer
The Hunters by James Salter
Ivanhoe by Sir Walter Scott
The Rings of Saturn by WG Sebald
Austerlitz by WG Sebald
Black Beauty by Anna Sewell
The Young Lions by Irwin Shaw
A Town Like Alice by Nevil Shute
Maus by Art Spiegelman
The Charterhouse of Parma by Stendhal
Cryptonomicon by Neil Stephenson
A Sentimental Journey by Lawrence Sterne
Kidnapped by Robert Louis Stevenson
Treasure Island by Robert Louis Stevenson
A Flag for Sunrise by Robert Stone
Sophie’s Choice by William Styron
Gulliver’s Travels by Jonathan Swift
War and Peace by Leo Tolstoy
The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn by Mark Twain
Around the World in Eighty Days by Jules Verne
A Journey to the Centre of the Earth by Jules Verne
Williwaw by Gore Vidal
Candide by Voltaire
Slaughter-House Five by Kurt Vonnegut
Put Out More Flags by Evelyn Waugh
Men at Arms by Evelyn Waugh
The Island of Dr Moreau by HG Wells
The Machine-Gunners by Robert Westall
Voss by Patrick White
The Virginian by Owen Wister
The Caine Mutiny by Herman Wouk
The Debacle by Emile Zola

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Cold Comfort Farm and a Chronicle in Stone http://cherryterror.com/2014/01/10/cold-comfort-farm-and-a-chronicle-in-stone/ http://cherryterror.com/2014/01/10/cold-comfort-farm-and-a-chronicle-in-stone/#comments Sat, 11 Jan 2014 06:44:36 +0000 http://cherryterror.com/?p=771 Oh frabjous day! Calloo Callay!

If you have not read it, you should go out and buy Cold Comfort Farm by Stella Gibbons RIGHT NOW. And do not get some sort of electronic fiddle faddle, get the one with the Roz Chast cover. Like SO:

There’ll be no butter in HELL!

Of course, to REALLY appreciate this novel to its fullest you should go and reread all of DH Lawrence and some Thomas Hardy and this whole now little known sub-genre of British fiction in which brooding rural types burn with genuine authenticity and dark passions. This novel satirizes these novels brilliantly and yet you don’t have to have read a single one to enjoy it.  The main character descends on all this seething intensity, knocks everybody’s heads together, fixes their problems and then, literally, flies away. She’s like Mary Poppins dispensing birth control.

Rating: 6! This is a fabulous book! Go get it!

In other news, I have finally clawed my way to the end of Chronicle in Stone.

I don’t know why I personally had so much trouble getting deeply drawn into it: there were gypsies and bearded ladies and an Englishman’s arm brandished through town. The subject matter was hard: poor Albania in World War II. First the Italians rule and then the Greeks then the Italians and then the Greeks, marching in and out of the city and sometimes there was no government at all. Then Enver Hoxha’s shadow falls on the page and now it’s the Italians and the communists, back and forth and back and forth, mounting blood and atrocities on both sides. At the end the Germans march in and the Albanians all march out, and then they march back in. But the book, despite having so much death in it, is lively. Tthe child narrator sees life everywhere: the houses feel and the stones cry and the sky is angry. Even the raindrops know a quick flash of life before surrendering their egos to the cistern.  So it was good,  yes, worth reading and certainly still a lot better than reading about someone’s slow starvation on the streets of Oslo. But again, and I know this is an obvious criticism but I just have to say, there was a tragic lack of kickboxing lesbians.

Rating: 5

 

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