Diary, 5/10 to 5/11/22: No Dr. Strange; Sony and Morbius; Richard Medhurst; too many syllables; photo memory? Recommended books; Hartmann; vertigo; macros; smoothie woo hoo!
Tag: Book Reviews
Swept Away: Diary 3/21 to 3/22/22
Books that sweep me away; inspired by Middlemarch; a scam avoided; inspired by Greta Thunberg; a dream; blog activity up; George Lakoff and metaphors.
Jane Eyre: Diary, 3/20 to 3/21/22
The world and money; from Sanditon to Jane Eyre; fecal transplants; blog views; three hours on the phone; War and Peace and Constance Garnett; dirty old men.
Slangster Jonathon Green: Diary 3/10 to 3/11/22
Notes of a Novelist; doublethinking myself and playing with my words; Mister Slang; Powell's Books; The Mountain of Ignorance analogy; anti-religion rant; Emily Fox Gordon
Kawabata: Diary, 2/25 to 2/27/22
New mouse; new books; MS Word woes; Sleeping Beauty and other DVDs; Vietnam and discovering Kawabata; Isabel Miller; Hemlock Club hairpulling and poetry; Leonard Cohen; Loaded Diapers; etc.
Horney on Neuroses: Diary, 2/17 to 2/21/22
Bookshelf overload; unfamiliar composers; Karen Horney book; Thoreau and Nietzsche; current reading; Hammett method; indecisive writer; Leonard Cohen; Cloverfield Paradox.
Slaughterhouse Terror: Diary, 2/10/22
A dream; disgusting other post gets 8 likes; my "throbs" listed; Eisnitz: Slaughterhouse notes and quotes; update of some stats on E. coli
Fritz Perls: Diary, 2/7 to 2/9/22
Hailee Steinfeld and Linda Blair DVDs; the struggle with protein; peas and bean snacks; down days; Dinklage in Cyrano (preview); Highsmith again; Erica Ridley book and many other books; my fiction trivial; lots more, with emphasis on self-guidance.
Diary 2/23 to 2/27/2020
So I’ve begun stocking up for the coronavirus panic, spending $150 at Food Maxx this morning. I needed groceries anyway, and so might have spent $100, but I doubled up on some things, like getting three dozen eggs...
Diary 2/1 to 2/8/2020
Culled from the Bullet Journal:
2/4: I can’t take my ‘depression’ seriously because it’s not justified by my life, because it doesn’t last, and because I don’t deserve any better. I don’t deserve joy.
2/6: I’m carrying a fuckton of well-earned guilt. What to do?
Diary, 1/16 to 1/22/2020
So, the Women’s March yesterday was a much bigger event than I had anticipated, given that my expectations were for a slightly larger Kavanaugh protest, the last (and first) such event I attended. It turned out that there were many vendors set up in this park on 21st Street. The hours from 10:00 to noon were devoted to speakers who were always wanting the crowd to chant or make noise, so that was pretty tiresome...
Diary, 12/1 to 12/11/19
A bleak morning, thinking of the role the United States has taken in the world throughout my lifetime and before. Thinking of the role the greedy rich have taken in the United States throughout my lifetime. Thinking of the ineffectual Democratic Presidents, the hope-betrayers...
Diary, 11/20 to 12/1/19
A week of HBO and Cinemax and stuff. Watched maybe the first half of Aquaman, and turned it off at that point because it was so awful. The man himself is good, but the story just sucks. I expect it will have its fans among the younger set, like thirteen-year-old boys. But, seriously, drinking and driving? Heavy drinking for amusement value? No and No. The CGI is overblown; Atlantis would have looked better if...
Diary, 11/7 to 11/14/19
Reading Frederick Perls: Gestalt Therapy Verbatim, the introductory lectures called “Talk,” and being at first deeply impressed, then somewhat distressed, and finally feeling like he really doesn’t know what he’s talking about. In this book he’s really trying...
Diary, 11/1 to 11/6/19
910 words so far this morning on The New Book. So far it is a “book” of “thinking on paper,” and so far it is thinking about weight loss. Obviously, I don’t intend and could not think about weight loss every day to the tune of a thousand words; it would be nice, but I don’t expect this, if I could “think on paper” each day, thinking about self-mastery, and so get my book written.
Diary, 10/7 to 10/19/19, biggest post ever
Lay in bed this morning half asleep, turning over in my mind several words: acicular, acuminate, corm, carom, and maybe some others. Oh, yeah, crom, which comes from Conan the Barbarian. I looked it up; under cromlech, I found that crom is Welsh for bent or crooked. On looking in the Scrabble dictionary, I found, to my surprise, many words beginning with bh…; the only one I’d seen before was bhakti. I think there’s a book by Joseph Campbell titled Bhakti and Baksheesh, about his time in India. I think I owned a copy for a while, started reading it, and gave it up...
Diary, 9/30 to 10/6/19
My recent episodes of binge eating and my reading of The Willpower Instinct suggest that I’m having willpower (“wp”) troubles. The thing is, I’ve been very good about some wp challenges, such as controlling my food shopping (except recently!) regarding sugar and sodium, and not overspending on books—always at best a partial success, and often a partial failure. So, I really need to work on the wp problem, and I think the easy solution, or better, the first easy test, is exercise. That, and continue focusing on cutting down sugar in my diet: no more binges (which always involve sugar), no more chocolate cream pie at Lorene’s, and keep my food shopping under control.
Diary, 9/23 to 9/29/19
... neuroses are essentially psychic bandages—how we unconsciously respond to hurt in order to prevent more hurt. But of course it is necessary eventually to get beyond that stage. This is a commonplace. Another valuable lesson is how to respond to verbal aggressions like criticism...
Diary, 9/9 to 9/17/19
Watched Rashomon and Throne of Blood yesterday evening. Toshiro Mifune, who stars in both, seemed to me a pretty terrible actor: he false-laughs his way through the former, and yells all through the latter. Granted, his facial expressions are remarkable. Rashomon is very effective and seldom drags, even though I’ve seen it three or four times previously; the actress was good, though her crying was no more convincing than...
Diary, 9/1 to 9/8/19
I ended up finally getting moderately hooked on Gotham, so I watched sixteen or seventeen episodes of Season 1 yesterday to finish it, since it has to go back today. The future Catwoman—Camren Bicondova is the actress—was for me almost the main attraction, her face is so compellingly beautiful. I wasn’t happy with the changes to her role in the last couple of episodes. Bruce Wayne got more interesting as well. As the shows...
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