Tuesday, March 11, 2008

More on authors I hate

Woolf. Melville. Thoreau.

Boring.

How is it that someone in the distant past decided that these people were worth reading, when they're actually some of the most boring writers in the world? Have you ever tried to actually read Billy Budd or Mrs. Dalloway? It's like letters have organized themselves into a mob with the sole intention of killing your brain cells. Nothing happens. Flip page. Nothing happens. Flip page. Nothing happens. Throw book out window. Watch TV.

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