Irvls > Recent Status Updates

holy shit

maybe to drop, on hold for now

русский перевод очень не очень, английский кажется значительно выигрывает

but also "You chose me, validated me with your life, with your thoughts, in your thought cabinet." hooo booooi

killing myself every time the Lund girls described

just how many blond people are in this story?? is that a Missouri thing? I do realise it's intentional but still.

me: ima gonna listen to at least one episode before bed to ease me to sleep
the episode, immediately: *sounds of Jon chopping off his fingers or smth*

i still feel like I'm in a reading slump this year even though i am reading even a bit more than usual with most fiction leaving me with the sense it wasn't worth the effort (nonfiction seems to work better); so I guess I am sticking to the audio content for now since it at least solves one part of the problem

oh boy, what is it, a smart protagonist in my horror podcast??

i messed up my schedule again and somehow listening to this first thing as you woke up at 1 am is the best choice of a day you could make in this situation

i decided to listen to an amazing course of lectures on youtube to accommodate my reading and bc I used to listen to them before bed i think i conditioned myself and now everything Don Quixote related just knocks me out point blank and I can't make any progress anymore. a shame really bc i am enjoying both the book and lectures overall but at least my sleep is better.

brainrot goes brrrr

stuck at the duke and duchess chapters. shit gets old really fast.

ещё не окончив первой части мы уже встречаем не одну, не две, не три, а шесть разного рода невероятных пародийных любовных историй, и это не считая совсем эпизодических и любви самого дон кихота к дульсинее, поскольку последняя скорее атрибут, чем персонаж. доколе

мощные мор утопия вайбы найс
уже понятно что гораздо хуже чем «мелкий бес» — очень много романтической вычурности и структура судя по всему будет распадаться — но то что радует меня сейчас

me reading SA: haha excellent very nice
me every time SA links EY post i.e. every second post: my disappointment is immeasurable and my day is ruined

"foreshadowing a larger emergent pattern in which I sell disproportionately well in countries with a history of Soviet occupation—better than in countries occupied by the US, anyway" yeah i can see why

"Hallorann’s testicles turned into two small wrinkled sacs filled with shaved ice. His guts seemed to have been transformed into a large mass of Silly Putty." classic King

I have things to do but can't put it down oh no

so they knew they would have a night with a vampire and had the whole fucking day to prepare but haven't tied her up or got holy water or anything except two crosses from pawn shop while a girl and a boy goes up to kill Dracula and his servant on their own separately without telling anyone and the girl is even less prepared. honestly these people no wonder nobody left in the prologue.

I also like all the moments when King is like "wait I'm writing my Moby-Dick after all!" and adds all these cool but slightly bizzare bits like "It conjured up an image of fate, not blind at all but equipped with sentient 20/20 vision and intent on grinding helpless mortals between the great millstones of the universe to make some unknown bread" here and there but I'm kinda glad he haven't written all of it like that

the buildup is expectedly slow and I have trouble remembering all half a million characters so far (there has been probably less than twenty but still) and I'm just at the point where action started to pick up. I can already tell the book would be a bit bloated but that's just regular King for ya as we know and love. some moments seem a bit formulaic and underdeveloped but whatever the spine of the story works.

so far pretty amazing, I would recommend anyone new to Chandler to just read this one and get to other parts of the series only if you are really invested in the genre.

"To do otherwise, I feel, would be tantamount to implying or stating that the difference in spiritual sorties between St. Francis and the average, highstrung, Sunday leper-kisser is only a vertical one."

read esmé, well goddamn it

"He said that a man should be able to lie at the bottom of a hill with his throat cut, slowly bleeding to death, and if a pretty girl or an old woman should pass by with a beautiful jug balanced perfectly on the top of her head, he should be able to raise himself up on one arm and see the jug safely over the top of the hill." He thought this over, then gave a mild snort. "I'd like to see him do it, the bastard."