Wednesday, October 21, 2009
"The book you are reading is just frightening..."
She offended me from the second she cleared her throat to get my attention.
"You should know not to read that in public, right?"
I had been reading Naked Lunch for just more than a week both privately and publicly but had never been hassled for so much as bending on the spine on the book. But I guess I should have expected as much sitting in a library deep in the heart of Red State Kansas.
From the second the old bird opened her mouth I knew she had no idea what she was talking about. She only knew the title meant something Bad.
She had heard of the title from her fellow compatriots and God-fearing citizens as they would rally around bon-fires stoked with books and other items deemed Un-American garbage.
The book was originally published in France... So I guess she had a point.
But we have already jumped the gun and gotten off point.
I have spent the last few weeks reading some of the dregs of the literary world. Diving into pages of some of the most twisted and irresponsible human beings to ever publish the written English language.
From Vonnegut to Burroughs, I am now tromping through the latest tale of Gonzo with HST's transcribed interviews in the Ancient Gonzo Wisdom. The advanced copy was forwarded to me from my "Friend on the inside" in the publishing kingdom.
Still, I am afraid with so much tale of drugs, sex and rock and roll, I might need to find something a little...tamer for my next read. Then again, maybe not.
So Wednesday Weekly readers I am seeking recommendations. Preferably Fiction... don't disappoint me... you already have so many times in the past.