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Bertha_Mason

Bertha_Mason

Joined March 2017

At least there are books in this attic.
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Dictee by Theresa Hak Kyung Cha
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Near to the Wild Heart by Clarice Lispector, Alison Entrekin, Benjamin Moser
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This book was such a treasure. I was initially scared to read it because, without fail, memoirs I'd read by admired musicians had shown so much thoroughly unrepentant awfulness--past and present--in the author that they'd permanently soured me on the author's music. But on top of her book and her music, I now know that Viv Albertine herself is also a treasure. I hope her life brings her nothing else but joy.

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"I ask myself the same question I always ask when I‘m lost. What do I find most interesting right now?"

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"Resentment hisses out of their pores like steam off a cowpat."

Naj Love this! 23h
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"I want boys to come and see us play and think *I want to be part of that.* Not *They‘re pretty* or *I want to fuck them* but *I want to be in that gang, in that band.* I want boys to want to be us, not have the usual response like that one at the party in Islington the other night, he told me he played guitar.
‘I play guitar too,‘ I said.
‘Great! We could do with some crumpet in our band.‘"

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"‘For a laugh,‘ he says. Everything is ‘for a laugh‘. It‘s the only reasonable justification for doing anything. Any other reason is pretentious."

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Viv Albertine, kinderwhore pioneer.

Weaponxgirl I love that so much! 1d
Naj 💖💖💖 I'll have to read this book! 23h
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The male-authored reviews of Albertine's book are as dismissive and backhanded as the male-authored reviews of her band's music were. It pisses me off. For my money, musicians writing in a simple style is great, and if they don't like it, they can just jack off to The Death of Bunny Munro again.

Weaponxgirl yes they can! 😂 2d
Bertha_Mason Just to be clear, I also love Nick Cave, but his writing style is not the only worthy one. 2d
Bertha_Mason @Weaponxgirl 🤣🤣🤣 2d
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Weaponxgirl I‘m gonna pick up Marianna faithfull memoir again soon. If you want some female snark in a rock and roll memoir so far I can recommend it highly! 1d
Weaponxgirl I get it, sometimes it feels like you have to shout about how good other sounds are alongside the approved man who has taste sounds. Been there done that 😆 1d
Bertha_Mason @Weaponxgirl Ooh, I'll definitely look into that one :) 1d
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After Midnight | Irmgard Keun

"There is a cool, rotting smell in the air, as of graves broken open. It is spring. All that is dead begins to live again. What for? Just to die once more?"

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After Midnight | Irmgard Keun

"We are outside the café, in the street, disconsolate as unredeemed pawnbroker‘s pledges. We none of us know what to do with ourselves, we none of us know what to do with the others."

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After Midnight | Irmgard Keun

"And now I feel like crying, because I really do not understand, and I don‘t think I will when I‘m older either."

Weaponxgirl I‘m older and I still don‘t understand anything! 2d
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After Midnight | Irmgard Keun

"Having got to know Liska the way a man
gets to know a woman only if he lives with her for years, sleeping with her all that time—well, he‘s got not to know her again. It‘s like reading a wonderful poem, and learning it off by heart because you like it so much and you want to be able to recite the whole thing. And when you do know it off by heart you can slowly begin to forget it again."

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After Midnight | Irmgard Keun

"He talked to me like a priest at a cut-price funeral."

Weaponxgirl 😂 I can picture this perfectly 3d
Bertha_Mason @Weaponxgirl Right? 🤣 3d
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After Midnight | Irmgard Keun

"That stupid voice, so soft and velvety. What can you do about a pale-blue sort of voice like that? You can‘t argue with it, you can‘t get angry with it, you can‘t laugh at it. What does someone like Franz want with a voice anyway? He himself seems quite surprised to have one."

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After Midnight | Irmgard Keun

"These were always edifying moments. All this was so sacred to him that he couldn‘t talk about it, couldn‘t even mention it. He went on to talk about it."

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After Midnight | Irmgard Keun

"I‘ve often noticed how pleased and proud men are at having to knock in a certain way at the doors of perfectly harmless pubs, in order to get in. I expect there are some men who take to politics just for the sake of the secret signals you have to give."

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After Midnight | Irmgard Keun

"My head‘s full of confused, random thoughts, like a ball of wool I must knit into words. I must knit a stocking of words. It takes so long, and I forget what I was going to say a minute ago, as if I‘d dropped a stitch."

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After Midnight | Irmgard Keun

"Life‘s nearly always like that: you put difficulties in a person‘s way, and a slight aura of something dubious and unpleasant still clings to him whether it is his fault or not."

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After Midnight | Irmgard Keun

"Gerti thinks the good Lord will help them, because she‘s so beautiful, and the good Lord is a man."

batsy 😂😭 5d
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After Midnight | Irmgard Keun

"There are some very inferior riffraff among the Jews, he says, so he can understand anti-Semitism, and as for the armed forces, there are some fine fellows among them."
The more things change...

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Damn, William Moulton Marston (original author of Wonder Woman) had even more open fetishes than I thought. He kind of reminds me of Chris Claremont, who wrote for X-Men.

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The Driver's Seat | Muriel Spark

For a "suspense novel," this book sure is dragging along for me.

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The Necrophiliac | Gabrielle Wittkop

"I can't see a pretty woman or a handsome man without immediately wishing he or she were dead."
Welp, I guess I knew that was coming. ??

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The Cosmopolitans | Sarah Schulman

I'm deeply grateful for how, unexpectedly, compassionately and even admiringly the author treats Valerie, as an unmistakably cluster-B-coded character. It made me almost cry with joy.

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The Cosmopolitans | Sarah Schulman

"Bette pantomimed the "natural" intimacies of family. They really could and should have been hers all along, she knew that finally."
Mood ??

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The Cosmopolitans | Sarah Schulman

"Bette could make out Hortense's whining Midwestern twang, the annoying bleat like blowing through a sheep's bladder."
Today in odd similes.

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The Cosmopolitans | Sarah Schulman

""Shut up," he said to the silence. And it obeyed."

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The Cosmopolitans | Sarah Schulman

"Being alone means doing all the work: the thinking, the feeling, the fetching, the creating of events and activities, the understanding of those events and activities. The cleaning up afterward. There are no mechanisms of avoidance. All is stark, and so the lonely are very, *very* well informed."

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The Cosmopolitans | Sarah Schulman

"Appropriately a bird soared by. City birds don't fly at night, unless a certain freedom of spirit takes hold of their hearts. So the swoop of their glide means joy and the whimsy to take a chance. Or it could mean that a New Jersey gas tank had exploded into flames."

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The Cosmopolitans | Sarah Schulman
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The Lesser Blessed: A Novel | Richard Van Camp

""If I could perform the autopsy on him," I thought, "I‘d steal his eyes.""

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The Lesser Blessed: A Novel | Richard Van Camp

"There was a thunderous pounding on the door that shook the house, shook the room, shook my little black soul. My first thought: My mother has come to castrate me. My second: Jesus has come to collect. And my third: It‘s the cops!"

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The Lesser Blessed: A Novel | Richard Van Camp

"This town sucks. I mean, if this town were a fart, I wouldn‘t even stop to sniff it. I‘d just keep on walking."

batsy Today in strange similes... 😂 #whostopstosniffafart 1w
Bertha_Mason @batsy Yyyyep. 🤣 I forgot to add that. I love weird similes. 1w
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The Lesser Blessed: A Novel | Richard Van Camp

"I see a therapist who asks me to draw how I see myself. I hand in a picture of a forest. He looks closely, says there is no one. I say, "Look, there. I am already buried." There is NO a hundred million times on every rock, tree and leaf..."

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Quesadillas: A Novel | Juan Pablo Villalobos

"It had always been too late, right from the start. Time had actually become distorted, because in each and every present moment that went by, from the arrival of the ultimatum up to the denouement, it was always too late, as if the end had occurred at the beginning and all that remained after that was to implement protocol."

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Cenote City | Monique Quintana
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Cenote City | Monique Quintana

"I could hear tree leaves rustle outside and the smoke from Yuri‘s lit cigarette was a necklace that I wanted to choke myself with."

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Cenote City | Monique Quintana

"The flowers were blue and they made a circle around the bird, who hovered at the mouth of the cenote like a bruise. The bird looked at me with its black eyes and then its tiny body fell down into the cenote, the flowers like stars like rain, my own mouth eating the sky in an O of constellation."

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Cenote City | Monique Quintana

"My mother made pomegranate tea for the woman and held it to her lips as they shivered in dark shades of pink like roses rotting on their stem."

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Cenote City | Monique Quintana
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Cenote City | Monique Quintana

"A look straight in her lover‘s eye scared her more than anything in the world. His body had been always a sideways glance, a turning over of skin, his shoulder a mountaintop turning in the sun that crept through the window blinds, when their bodies came tangled in the morning time."

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Cenote City | Monique Quintana

"Jonny‘s father wanted to make Jonny‘s mother a ghost dress from the bones and feathers of birds that had stopped breathing. He found the five tiny bird corpses lying still in the mouths of gutter ways, their feathers like blotches of blue and red and yellow paint. There was a small slip of paper wrapped on the wing of each bird and each of these papers said, *An offering. A dress for our beloved doctor.*"

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Cenote City | Monique Quintana
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This scene reminded me a lot of Chesya Burke's story called "The Teachings and Redemption of Ms. Fannie Lou Mason," that I read in her brilliantly creepy collection Let's Play White. I ardently recommend both this book and that one.

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Cenote City | Monique Quintana

"The crying jags came after all the hospitals were forced to close and my mother had turned fifty and her body had begun to turn into something like stone. When I say stone, I mean it in the most beautiful way I can think of. Her shoulder bones became sharp and her waist curved in like an upside down triangle and her hips had the curve of the new moon. Her body became the moon tipping over and over on itself."

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Cenote City | Monique Quintana

"Storylandia is a place where mothers and fathers bring their children to learn about fantastical things right before they tell them to stop believing in fantastical things."

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Quesadillas: A Novel | Juan Pablo Villalobos

"In the state-owned ISSSTE shop, there was an apocalypse taking place. Never-ending queues of haggard, badly dressed beings surged towards the opening doors, as if instead of buying supplies they wanted to be crushed to death and put an end to so much senseless damned suffering once and for all."

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Our Lady of the Nile: A Novel | Scholastique Mukasonga

"You remember what they used to tell us in catechism: God roams the world, all day long, but every evening He returns home to Rwanda. Well, while God was traveling, Death took his place, and when He returned, She slammed the door in his face."

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Our Lady of the Nile: A Novel | Scholastique Mukasonga
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Our Lady of the Nile: A Novel | Scholastique Mukasonga
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Eve Out of Her Ruins | Ananda Devi

"Her eyes are so deep and their echoes so metallic that I have trouble meeting her gaze. They go beyond this house, beyond Port Louis, beyond the present. Her eyes see into tomorrow, and tomorrow doesn't exist."

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Eve Out of Her Ruins | Ananda Devi

"All around, the doors shut with the violence of a maimed laugh."