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  1. #595792013-06-18 11:56:11Alex_ said:

    @johan_5179 -I've read 1984. But as I've heard, "Brave new world" and Orwell's 1984. have alot in common (I think Orwell was inspired by Huxley) , that is, the same subject, dystopia.

    Is it worth reading? Because I thought of ordering it online this summer along with some other books ( can't find it in any bookstore here )

  2. #595872013-06-18 13:06:57johan_5179 said:

    @Alex_ Dystopia yes. But the similarities end there. Huxley is brilliant. And it is a good thing that you read 1984 before Brave New World because there was a friend of mine who found 1984 to be, well, too uhm... childish is the word he used I think. I do not fully agree with him but I believe that BNW is much much scarier. And that is because while 1984 inspires nothing but horror, while reading BNW there is a little voice in the back of your head saying 'That wouldn't be so bad now would it?' . It is much more terrifying, on a personal level. The difference is best summed-up in a quote I read somewhere - 'The world will be controlled not by pain but by pleasure.'

    Once you have read the book, I will suggest you read the following essay by Huxley 'Brave New World Revisited'. He will answer your query about the comparisons with 1984 in a much more satisfactory manner. And then he will scare the shit out of you by telling you why his novel is much more possible.

  3. #595862013-06-18 12:40:43 *Taro_Tanako said:

    I'm reading Atlas Shrugged by Ayn Rand. Her use of English is great even if her politics are a bit naïve. Big book but worth trying.

    Also re-reading Boogiepop for some light horror tips.

  4. #595882013-06-18 13:15:59johan_5179 said:

    Her politics looks naive and extreme, but trust me there is a method to her studied madness (Psst. read the non-fiction). I should warn you that if you are reading for some great story, you will be disappointed. The dialogue is horrible. But the characters are people worth dying for, if they could exist that is. And her predictions for the world are largely accurate. US becoming autocratic, check. Losing economic supremacy, check. That and many others. She saw this 50 years ago, and she is not a little old lady with a crystal ball, she is actually giving reasons for everything she says. You don't have to agree with her. But you have to give her a measure of respect.

  5. #596082013-06-18 16:42:06Taro_Tanako said:

    Well it does make me rant about "the sanction of the victim" and puts an evil spin on socialism. Arrgh. This book makes me feel so capitalist and free market.

    feels dirty

  6. #595972013-06-18 15:05:04megumi-tan said:

    I just finished reading Life as We Knew It by Susan beth Pfeffer. I purchased this book about 4 years ago, packed it away, found it a few days ago and decided to read it.

    In short, its written as a diary of a 16 year old girl. During the months the diary covers, an asteroid hits the moon sending it closer to the earth which causes tsunamis, earth quakes etc.

    It really isn't my type of book, but it was pretty well written and kept me curious throughout.

  7. #596132013-06-18 18:16:38 *Alex_ said:
    A bit oftopic, but I ran into some old notes on the computer and found one of my favorite book-related quotes!

    “Nobody steals books but your friends.”
    ― Roger Zelazny
  8. #596302013-06-19 02:04:49 *Penthus said:

    @Maryam That's great to hear. Unfortunately, I still haven't gotten too far yet due to other responsibilities. If you're looking for a more lengthier read than his other novels, then I'd suggest The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle (I think 1Q84 is his longest one, though). Although, I'd have to say my favorites are Dance Dance Dance and After Dark. http://i.imgur.com/fKm7h9G.jpg

  9. #596362013-06-19 07:03:24DarkChaplain said:

    Making relatively good progress on Baneblade by Guy Haley


    By the blessing of the Omnissiah was the Mars Triumphant born – from the forges of the Adeptus Mechanicus, the mighty Baneblade super-heavy battle tank comes to bring death and destruction to the foes of the Imperium. As part of the Paragonian 7th Company, Honoured Lieutenant Marken Cortein Lo Bannick commands the venerable war machine in a bitter war against the orks in the Kalidar system. As the campaign grinds on it begins to take its toll upon his crew, and old clan prejudices from the regiment’s home world arise once more. In a war which cannot be won by force of arms alone, such division may prove to be their undoing.

    Really damn solid tank action so far, about 25% through the novel. Heck, even the Orks are fielding Super-Heavy Walkers and a Gargant. Damn good representation of the scale of the war, and the main characters, Bannick and Cortein, who start out as the commanders of a Leman Russ battletank and a motherfuckin' Baneblade respectively, are pretty interesting, and especially Bannick is shaking things up through his past, the way he got to join the Imperial Guard, and his inner struggles.

    The planet chosen here is also interesting in and of itself. It is pretty much all desert, dried-out oceans and the sun is spewing solar flares all over it, and the only reason people can avoid cancerous growths is because of all the sand in the atmosphere, which comes back to bite people's arses as it will shred your lungs if not filtered. That alone makes for a very curious plot point and device.

    The tank battles, command and thrill are all nicely done, so that pleases me greatly. It is something one usually doesn't get at this scale, and if at all, it is usually an afterthought or for some supporting character's sake, not the focus of a whole novel.

  10. #598082013-06-23 04:52:59Maryam said:

    @Penthus Oh man, thanks for the recommendations. I'll be sure to read them! And omg I'm only 6 or 7 chapters in and I can fill in some of those bingo spaces.

  11. #601562013-06-30 21:46:19DarkChaplain said:


    The goblin chieftain Skarsnik’s name is known and feared throughout the Old World. When a greenskin horde threatens the borders of the Empire, the greatest military minds in Altdorf seek assistance from a most unlikely source – the disgraced poet Jeremiah Bickenstadt. Though long since consumed by madness, he claims to have spent a great deal of time in the company of the feared Warlord of the Eight Peaks, and can offer a unique insight into what it is that drives and motivates him. From humble beginnings, a monstrous legend is born.

    I am enjoying this pretty damn much right now. 80 pages in, but god damn it, the stage was set veeeery impressively, and Skarsnik himself is incredibly interesting. Also glad Guy didn't write the Goblin language as simple english, but used all their quirks and accents so far.

    Here, have an excerpt:

    ‘You know, ’uman, you ask any greenskin for ’undreds of miles round here, dey all know who I is. I is Skarsnik! Skarsnik the great! Skarsnik! King in da mountain!’ He stood and shouted this out. The other goblins caught on and took up a chant of his name. The goblin king shushed them. ‘But you. Do you know who I is? No lyin’, I will know, I will.’
    ‘No, my lord,’ I admitted.
    ‘Right.’ He pointed a finger at me and bobbed it up and down, punctuating his words with its movements. ‘Right. Didn’t fink so. And dat’s no good is it, you not knowing who I is. I’s not very ’appy about dat. I mean, I could just call up a Waaagh! March meself norf and do some mischief in dat Empire of yours. And maybe one day I will.’ He sighed expansively. ‘But I got me ’ands full ’ere, in I? Dwarfs and skaven an’ uppity orcses.’ He pointed to a heap of orc skulls. ‘Coming in here, “Oh, we’s not lissning to no stoopid gobbo!”’ he bellowed in a deep voice. ‘“We’s gonna kick you in, so we is.” Well, says I, we’ll have a little word wiv Gobbla about dat, shall we?’ Dey don’t like dat much at all, oh no.’ He laughed again and rubbed at his chin.
    ‘Anyways. Busy. Very, very busy. Being king of dis lot is hard work. So I fought I might get meself a poet, so all da pinkies will know who I am, so dat when I’m done with da stunties and dose stupid ratboys they’ll know who I am when I come to burn down dere cities. Be a bit rude, if I’s doing dat, and dey don’t know who I is! Eh, eh?’ He sniffed and inspected a long, dirty claw. ‘I hears poets is wot pinkies like youse like. Pretty words an’ that.’

  12. #601582013-06-30 22:21:14Paratoxical said:

    Currently reading Abandoned by Cody McFadyen.
    (German title on the cover because I'm reading it in German.) http://www.daily-media.net/cms/images/stories/Ausgeloescht.jpg

    For FBI Special Agent Smoky Barrett, her colleague’s wedding is cause for celebration. Until a woman staggers down the aisle—incoherent, wearing only a white nightgown. A fingerprint check determines that she’s been missing for nearly eight years. Her coldly efficient captor toyed with her mind and body, imprisoning her, depriving her of any contact with the outside world. As Smoky fits together the pieces of what remains of the victim’s fractured life, a chilling picture emerges of a cerebral psychopath who doesn’t take murder personally, never makes a mistake, follows his own sinister logic, and has set the perfect trap.

    I've only read 3 chapters (40 pages in) because I can't see properly at the moment, but it was enough to make me like that book. The first chapter alone would have been enough to make me read the rest in one go. Hopefully I'll be able to continue reading without difficulties soon.

  13. #601752013-07-01 03:38:19johan_5179 said:


    Sherlock Holmes is so famous that Doyle's other works are unheard of. This book is a short story collection with the subjects ranging from the supernatural to gentle comedy. And the horror. I will be getting to that part soon, but with the attention to detail that Doyle uses in every story, I expect some chills.

    All in all, it is a nice collection of good unknown short stories. And it is a nice companion to the Sherlock Holmes books. From pirates to pilots to disgruntled students, everything in here is very readable.

  14. #602262013-07-02 00:33:10Derp said:
    I'm currently re-reading 'The Perks Of Being A Wallflower' by Stephen Chbosky for a school project.

    My favourite book by far has to be 'The Fault In Our Stars' by John Green. I cried so hard! Such an amazing book and author. 10/10 would recommend.
  15. #604612013-07-07 00:30:31SlantDuffy said:

    Read this last time I was on duty:


    It's a really well written book. About the author's experience in Vietnam. Very powerful anti-draft message. Death sucks.

    Currently reading this:


    So far, I like it. About a machine gunner in Vietnam. Not very anti-draft/anti-war. So far, it emphasizes a lot on fear and then suddenly losing fear/regard for your own life in the midst of shooting a bunch of slant-eyed gooks with an M60.

  16. #604722013-07-07 05:23:44johan_5179 said:

    Death sucks

    No shit.

    And the best description of the draft I ever heard was - The draft tells you that you have the right to your bank account but not to your life.

  17. #604992013-07-07 12:41:36 *SlantDuffy said:

    Death sucks.

    ^It's a quote from the book. Two soldiers are heaving bloated, sun scorched enemy corpses into the back of a military truck. One of them stops and leans back with his brows raised as though he is visited by a sudden revelation: "Death sucks."

    The draft was a bad idea. It's sure does create a large military force in a short amount of time, but in the end all you really have are a bunch of mentally unprepared, scared, young, angry teenagers with guns fighting in the bush against their will. Mentally unprepared, scared, young, angry teenagers with guns fighting in the bush against their will tend to make some unwise decisions that they regret for the rest of their lives. That's what I got out of The Things They Carried. It makes sense to me.

    Having a sense of humor prevents you from cracking under fear, stress, and grisly sightings. Quite morbid, but that's what I am currently getting out of Guns Up. It makes sense to me.

  18. #605482013-07-08 09:54:32 *SlantDuffy said:

    Excerpt from Guns Up! At this point of the book, the main character, John, and his friend, Chan, open fire at NVA soldiers in the dead of the night.

    "Ow! Chan! Something just hit me in the helmet! Felt like a brick!"

    A numbing explosion blasted me forward. A frag had hit my helmet and bounced to the ground nearby. The flash stayed on my eyes. "I'm hit! God, I'm really hit this time! My back's burning!" I rolled left. "It's the barrel, Chan!" [John rolled over on the machine gun's barrel, which got really hot during firing.]

    "Johnnie! Are you okay?"

    "God, I'm glad to hear you! Yeah. No. I don't know. There's a lot of warm stuff running down my leg, and it ain't rain." Another rocket exploded to our right, throwing mud around us. "Can you see?"

    "Not yet."

    "Are you hit too?"

    "Yes," Chan said. "Listen."

    "I don't hear anything."

    "Neither do I."

    "Think we should call for Doc?""

    "Can you see yet?" Chan asked.


    "They [The NVA] might be on top of us."

    "Have you got your rifle?"


    "I think I'm bleeding from the groin, too!"


    "No. I don't think so. Chan, feel my legs. Are they okay?" Chan moved closer. He hit my boot. I felt it. "God. Thank you."

    "They're bleeding but still there."

    "See if you can get the gun ready, I'll call the doc."

    I oriented myself and pulled the M60 to me. She felt like solid mud, but nothing was out of place. I still saw spots. Memories of being timed taking the gun apart and putting it back together blindfolded came back to me. The only sound around us was the pounding rain.

    "The gun's ready. I don't know what good it'll do. I can't see or hear."

    "Corpsman!" Chan's call scared me. A moment later the call was echoed by the position on our left.

    I tensed, I tried to straighten my left leg. It hurt. A sense of total helplessness swept over me. Then panic. "I'll never run again!" I blurted.


    "I can't play ball!"

    "Hold it, you're okay."

    "Am I crippled?"

    "If you'd avoid catching frags with your fat head I wouldn't be lying here bleeding and having this absurd conversation!"

    The exact words I needed. My panic subsided. I found myself giggling and feeling ashamed. I'd always wondered how I would react if I got hit. Now I knew, and my pride hurt more than my knee. Heavy boots splashed into a puddle of mud behind us. My night vision was still a useless series of yellow spots from the blast.

    "I can't believe it. Hit you right in the head!" Chan started giggling. "Oh, it hurts to laugh!" He laughed again trying to smother the sound with his hand.

    As always, the laugh was contagious. I started giggling and crying at the same time.

    "If one of you isn't wounded, you soon will be!" The threatening whisper belonged to Corporal Swift Eagle. Another pair of feet hustled up behind us.

    "Who's hit?"

    "Is that Doc?" Chan asked.


    "We're both hit. Check John first."

    "Then what's funny?" Swift Eagle growled.

    "The frag. . ." Chain started to giggle.

    "It hit me in. . ." I started snickering. I couldn't talk.

    "Let's get 'em back to the CP," Swift Eagle said. "Grab an arm."

    "Think they're in shock?" Doc asked.

    "No. They're both too crazy to be in shock."

  19. #605702013-07-08 16:39:28DarkChaplain said:


    The goblin chieftain Skarsnik’s name is known and feared throughout the Old World. When a greenskin horde threatens the borders of the Empire, the greatest military minds in Altdorf seek assistance from a most unlikely source – the disgraced poet Jeremiah Bickenstadt. Though long since consumed by madness, he claims to have spent a great deal of time in the company of the feared Warlord of the Eight Peaks, and can offer a unique insight into what it is that drives and motivates him. From humble beginnings, a monstrous legend is born.

    Still reading this, got slowed by real life responsibilities and danganronpa. 250 pages in, clearly enjoyable, very refreshing read.