G.K. Chesteron

[darkelf105]

 So I've been reading some G.K. Chesterton lately because his name keeps popping up in all the other books I have been reading. I must say the man is incredibly witty. I hardly ever agree with him (he being a Christian apologist of sorts and me not so much) but I always laugh, sometimes out loud. His essay on Spiritualism, in which he compares it to murder,  is hilarious.  As I'm reading his essays, I am struck by the breadth and scope of his thinking and how, even when I don't agree with him, he's view is so nuanced that I do find myself really, really thinking about what his point is. Plus, he is so damn clever. And I never know where he is going until the end of his essay and then I sort of feel that I've been run over by a car I didn't see and never knew it happened until I was explaining the bruises two days later. That, my friends, is a gift. Especially since he wrote in the later nineteenth century and died in 1934, so for his books to entertain me thusly, is, well, marvelous. I haven't been this amused by a writer in a very long time.

So what's next, The Man Who Was Thursday which I got to page ten of, wandered away from because a shinier book caught my vapid attention and I forgot I had until I saw it tucked in my school bag.

And so, who wants to tell me about their book adventures lately?

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[rayechu.livejournal.com]

Well you know where my book adventures have been lately. Primarily in wonderland and China. Though for what my brain is worth China might as well be wonderland, as it makes about as much sense. And yeah, Carroll was kind of weird, but god reading Alice makes me wish I could write.