Welcome to Litsy!

An extraordinarily unsympathetic main character floats through life being thoughtless and too blunt with people. He attends his mother‘s funeral with nonchalance—really, we‘re all just going to die anyway, so what‘s the big deal? Then a suspicious character befriends him, he enters a serious (at least to the extent he‘s capable) relationship, and murders a man (not a spoiler—it‘s in the first sentence of the book‘s description). The MC lives a ⬇️

#wordoftheday. I ♥️ your sample sentences Mom! @Doll8455

“I inclined to think that they were greeting me, after their fashion, but it had a queer effect, seeing all those old fellows grouped round the keeper, solemnly eying me and dandling their heads from side to side.”

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“He was turning like a teetotum, looking in all directions, and sometimes peering into the darkness of the hall with his little bloodshot eyes. Then he'd mutter something to himself and start gazing up and down the street again.”

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“Anyhow, after some palavering among the bench, the Prosecutor, and my counsel, the presiding judge announced that the court would now rise; there was an adjournment till the afternoon, when evidence would be taken.”

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Book coincidences again! Both books I‘m reading today have prison visits! Not weird for the tagged book, which is short and about murder. But weird because the other prison visit showed up today in my Dickens chunkster. How did they both land on the same day?

From Dickens:

“The man contented himself by briefly replying 'Wisitors;' and taking him by the arm in exactly the same manner as the constable had done the day before, led him, through ⬇️

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“And then the Arab drew his knife and held it up toward me, athwart the sunlight.”

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Camus drifts through life untouched by its expectations, and that very detachment terrifies everyone around him. It‘s haunting, the way indifference becomes rebellion; how honesty, stripped of illusion, unsettles those still pretending to understand life. Camus forces you to confront that raw truth, that existence doesn‘t promise purpose, yet we live anyway. And maybe that‘s the point. To exist without needing reason, to linger.

I have a feeling the existentialists would be proud of my reading location today…. 📖📚🙇🏽‍♀️
Lovely way to ring in a Saturday morning ♥️

I like to read the books my kids are assigned for the year, if I haven‘t yet. This is an assignment for my son‘s 9th grade lit. I think this is very good literature, but very heavy topics. I am also not for censoring, but maybe too much for 9th grade? What do you all think if you‘ve read it? Dealing with some serious violence, it makes me worry how impressionable 14 year olds are. Kind of a mix of Clockwork Orange and The Car Thief.