The Love Post, Day One: Books

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It’s that time of year again — when pink and red rule the aisles of your local Wal-Mart, pre-adolescent boys and girls hope for poorly worded expressions of like from that special someone, lonely administrative assistants seethe quietly into their morning coffees, and See’s Candies pays for the second, third, and fourth quarters of the year. Yes, it’s Valentine’s Week!

Last year, we celebrated the dreaded V-Day by soliciting awkward and painful breakup stories from our friends (and ourselves), so for ‘09, we thought it might be nice to take the opposite approach, and really celebrate the spirit of the season. For the next three days, the guys and gals of Popdose will be sharing that love with you — specifically, that which we feel for our favorite books, movies, and music. Because there are so damn many of us, we’ve decided to break this year’s Love Post into three sections, starting with today’s look at our love affair with the written word.

Who loves DeLillo? Who loves Whitman? And what in the hell is Whales on Stilts about? Find out by clicking on the above image — or this handy hyperlink right here. Come swoon with us!

  • It's great to see that my colleagues have such wonderful taste in literature. There are some really fine books in that group.
  • JonCummings
    Well, Ken, since Zack hasn't appeared yet to rip Underworld, I'll sneak in and say that I agree with you 100 percent--at least as pertains to the first chapter. It is absolutely the finest 50 pages of literature I've ever read, and I've read it at least five times over the years.

    Unfortunately, I've never been able to get into the REST of the book. I always get bogged down in that next section, the whole desert-art thing--I've never made it through that chapter. Instead, I put it down and pick it back up a couple years later, to read about Cotter Martin and about Jackie Gleason spewing bits of hot dog all over J. Edgar Hoover. Sheer brilliance.
  • EightE1
    I think in order to really appreciate Underworld -- or really any other quality fiction of that enormous length -- you have to approach it a certain way, prepared to hunker down and LIVE in it for a while. And it took me FOREVER to read -- I was supposed to review it for a local paper, but kept missing the deadline, until the review got killed. But that experience of sort of submerging myself in it was pretty special.

    And those first 60 pages are masterful. I remember when the chapter ran in Harpers as a standalone novella, called "Pafko at the Wall." Just astounding.

    Rob
    EightE1
  • Brian McCurdy
    "Underworld" is my favorite book and DeLillo is my favorite writer. It did take me awhile to read the book and I did have to submerge myself in it. I thought so many passages in that book were hypnotic, the best of which was the opening section. (I've also recommended this book to people who couldn't get into it.) I'm trying to reread it, all 800 pages, as I will gladly invest the time again.
  • The first 60 pages of Underworld were great. The remaining 750 would have been more useful to heat my house with than they were to read.
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