nonfiction microblog #2

Well, I'm more than halfway through the book by now. That's good!
I have to say that I thoroughly enjoy it. It's wonderfully written, and I'm thinking of actually doing some literary criticism for this macroblog.
I'm definitely having more fun with this book that I did with Confederacy, which is surprising considering I don't read a lot of nonfiction and didn't expect to be so invested in, well, a nonfiction book.
Both of my books are Pulitzer prize winners, which got me thinking about how Pulitzer prizes are awarded. As I was reading both of these books, one of them was much better than the other (in my opinion). I don't think I could ever award Pulitzer prizes. It seems so stressful. How do you judge a book? I'm getting overwhelmed just thinking about it.
So I visited www.pulitzer.org for my Pulitzer-related question.

Cool! That doesn't help.
Seriously, that's probably the worst answer they could have given me. By the way, the "How to Enter" and "Administration" page really didn't help, either. It just gave the deadlines for submissions and stuff like that. Thanks, Pulitzer Prize Board.
Ah well. I guess while we're here we can check out some of the other burning Pulitzer prize related questions.

This question haunts me. What it's telling me is that there's just so many people wondering if former president Barack Obama won a Pulitzer Prize that that very question made it to the "Frequently Asked Questions" page of the Pulitzer website. I guess I'm curious, too. Or I was, until I read the answer. But still. What a specific yet intriguing question. Maybe I'm missing something. Was there an Obama Pulitzer Prize thing going on? Pulitzergate?
I looked it up, and someone did win a Pulitzer for a photo of Obama, but I'm not seeing much else.

Cool.
This was a fruitless journey. I am disappointed. I'm disappointed in the Pulitzer Prize Board. I'm disappointed in myself. I'm just. Disappointed.

Well, thanks for staying tuned to this microblog, I guess. It's a downer. Ah well.

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nonfiction microblog #1

Another book! Let's go.

I'll start this off by saying that I'm reading The Sixth Extinction by Elizabeth Kolbert. 

Choosing this book was strange for me, because of a few main things: 

1. I have never expressed interest in a sooner-than-you-think mass apocalypse
2. My original plan was to read a book about computers or art history or something
3. I like to live in blissful ignorance regarding our own mortality and the possibility of an unstoppable extinction
4. See point 3

And yet I chose to read this. For some reason. 

This book basically addresses how we are probably in the midst of the sixth extinction (in case you were confused, that means there have only been about FIVE mass extinctions in the last few half billion years). According to the summary, "This time, the cataclysm is us." What the hell, Elizabeth Kolbert? It talks 

Actually, I do know the reason- I want make myself aware. I don't completely know what this book has in store for me, but if it's the crushing existential fear that I think it is, then I am on board with that, because I want to look the possibility of death in the eyes and say "That's bad, but... Not as bad as I thought." Or maybe it will be as bad as I thought- or worse- and I'll end up crying in the next Fun Microblog Post. 

Okay, maybe it doesn't exclusively talk about the fall of humanity, but that's not very helpful, either. We're killing all of these animal species which can throw off everything until you and I are dead. 

Extinction is so bizarre. I hate how that's a thing that can happen and has been happening. God. 

Either way, though, I think it'll be a good outcome for myself. I want to push myself to read and learn about things outside of my comfort zone. 

This is way out of my comfort zone, okay? I like to live in peace and ignore all of the awful things that can and apparently probably will happen someday. But I like to stay optimistic! 

Hey, the cover was pretty! That's fun, right? Right? 

Who knows, maybe this book won't be that bad. Maybe I'll find joy. 

Stay tuned for the next episode of Me, Screaming. 

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fiction macroblog #2

You won't believe what I did for this macroblog.

It's time for another visual thing, buddies.

So for this one I chose to do the artistic interpretation, because I love freedom and open-ended prompts.

I decided to take advantage of my struggles with analyzing this book, and instead focus on how goofy and ridiculous it is (because that's the cause of my turmoil). From my imagery post, you may recall that this book has a ton of silly metaphors, similes, and just describes things in the strangest way possible. I wanted to highlight this, as it's a massive contributor to the overall tone of the book.

Most of these wacky comparisons are made either by or in reference to Ignatius- and I wanted to show his perspective on the world. This is because a big part of the book is that Ignatius has a very different way of seeing things, due to his arrogance and relatively higher education. He has a much more extensive vocabulary than the rest of the people in New Orleans, leading to a bunch of fascinating descriptions of people, places, and things. Ignatius is a goofy, unlikable character. His main "thing" is how unlikable he is- he is, after all, the genius that the dunces are in confederacy against.

That brings me to setting, too- New Orleans is a crazy city, perfect for the crazy characters that are met throughout the course of the story.

So I thought to myself, "how can I include all of these goofy metaphors in a way that can be fun and also showcase Ignatius's character and setting or whatever?"

But then I got an idea.

There's this one painting that I like a lot- it's called Netherlandish Proverbs and was painted in 1559 by Pieter Bruegel (the Elder). It's just a big painting that illustrates a bunch of Dutch proverbs in a super literal way. It highlights the ridiculousness of language and how humans portray the world.

For example, one Dutch proverb is "To be unable to see the sun shine in the water," which basically means that you can't see the value in someone else's successes.

Bruegel painted a man who literally could not see the sun in water.

Perfect.

And thus I painted a slightly less-great, less-extensive and less-detailed version of this painting, using nothing but the descriptions provided to me by John Kennedy Toole.

It seemed to be a nice way to capture many things.

1. Ignatius is a wild character, whose great intelligence leads to him perceiving the world and people around him very differently. 
2. New Orleans, as a setting, is wacky. Maybe it doesn't have snake-haired people, but it's still a perfect home for characters that are just as crazy. 
3. The book is funny and ridiculous!
4. The descriptions contribute to the overall aesthetic of goof that this book provides
5. (goof is a fun word)

Try to find each metaphor/comparison in the picture. Some are easier to see than others. Well, most of them are pretty easy to find, and if they aren't then it's probably just because of the way that I drew/depicted it. I'm sorry. 

Here it is:

The things illustrated are (in no particular order):

• "... He was waiting in the warm water in which he wallowed like a pink hippopotamus" (175)
• "This, I should have known, was too much for his literal and sausage-like mind" (228)
• "Like a hen sitting on one particularly large egg" (232) 
• "The Gibraltar of wallflowers..." (323)
• "Her lacquered curls turned into snakes" (275)
• "... sharp Midwestern accents which assailed my delicate eardrums like the sounds of a wheat thresher..." (231)
• "... a depraved specimens of mankind who regularly bowl their way to oblivion" (101)
• "... Those aquamarine fingernails poised like talons" (372)
• "He filled with gas, the sealed valve trapping it just as one pinches the mouth of a balloon" (379)

That's all, really. 

I thoroughly enjoyed this book, do not regret reading it, and would recommend it to those of you who are interested in some good, lighthearted goofs. 

Thank you. 

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fiction microblog #4

Hey guys.
Let's talk about my book, huh? How do you feel about that? Good? Cool, thanks.
Since I've been raving about this book so much, why don't I mix it up a bit with some bitter hatred and anger.
I'll be honest, I've been struggling to actually analyze this book. Maybe it's just a personal thing, but I feel as if the comedic tone doesn't go to hide a lot of secrets or deeper meanings- maybe I'm just not an intellectual like Ignatius. I tried to look for symbolism, and I got some in his vast appreciation/hatred for movies, as well as the smoke, but it's been difficult trying to find something that ties into a greater theme.
It's a comedic book, but I'm not saying that excuses its lack of depth. I know it makes some interesting commentary about Ignatius's role in society, as a "genius" in a world of dunces, as well as the parallels between his physical and mental "greatness," but it's not like a Catcher where everything is deep or whatever. I'm in pain.

There's definitely a lot of motifs- the valve, movies, sexuality, etc, but maybe I'm just not seeing something that everyone else can see. 

I think it's an interesting story, of course- I've had fun with that. I like his letters with Myrna and his journal entries, where a seemingly calmer Ignatius is seen, as opposed to the harshness of his character in the real world. I hated Ignatius at first, and I still kinda do, but now I'm starting to root for him a bit. 

Maybe a theme ties into how Ignatius's over-inflated sense of superiority creates an unlikable character, or something like that. Or how people who are "geniuses" can actually be big dunces. Or have a.... confederacy of dunces against them. Something like that. I don't know.

He's still a jerk to his mom, though. That's frustrating. 

It's a funny book- maybe it's not meant to be deeply understood. Maybe it's just burping and cursing and stuff. 

I'm just an egg, I guess. We'll keep trying.

Oh, and another thing, there's so many characters. This is probably just a me thing, but I just can't remember that many people. I'm not that bright. There's so much happening at once, y'know? That's just a minor complaint. It's really not that bad.

me trying to remember a character that's been absent from the plot for like eight chapters

Anyways, that's the blog.

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