JRR Tolkien

Top 25 Favorite Writers

Much like for my favorite movies, here is a list of my Top 25 favorite writers.

  1. Vladimir Nabokov
  2. Ray Bradbury
  3. JRR Tolkien
  4. Kurt Vonnegut
  5. Douglas Adams
  6. Mark Twain

The rest in alphabetical order by last name:

  • Robert Benchley
  • Charlotte Brontë
  • Emily Brontë
  • Albert Camus
  • Raymond Chandler
  • Umberto Eco
  • William Gibson
  • Spalding Gray
  • Franz Kafka
  • Jack Kerouac
  • Milan Kundera
  • George Orwell
  • Dorothy Parker
  • Edgar Allan Poe
  • Muriel Spark
  • Bram Stoker
  • Jules Verne
  • Edith Wharton
  • HG Wells

Honorable Mentions

  • Jane Austen
  • Jorge Luis Borges
  • George Carlin
  • Philip K Dick
  • James Ellroy
  • Ernest Hemingway
  • Ursula K Le Guin
  • James Joyce
  • Stephen King
  • Herman Melville
  • Flannery O’Connor
  • William Shakespeare
  • Mary Shelley
  • Neal Stephenson
  • John Steinbeck
  • Hunter S Thompson
  • Virginia Woolf
  • Oscar Wilde
  • PG Wodehouse
  • Emile Zola

Sorting by magic

As seen in Google Reader, “Sort by magic.”

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I half expect the various Tolkien Elvishes to be available under “Translate into my language”. :)

Crazy cool stuff 10-21-09

Closing a bunch of tabs. This was a particularly good couple of days for cool things to link to.

Jacket Copy: “Balloon boy story is right out of Edgar Allan Poe”

The Balloon Boy story may have been a hoax, but it if was, the Heene family is in good company. No less than Edgar Allan Poe had an entirely fictional account of a balloon voyage published in 1844 in the Sun newspaper.

A.V. Club Interview: “Alton Brown”

There have been [topics they wanted to do a show on but couldn’t] and there are, and most of those have to do with boundaries set by what Food Network wants to show and doesn’t want to show. You know, they’re not gonna let me do a show about rabbit, because they don’t want to think about killing the little bunnies. There probably won’t be a Good Eats episode on, you know, anything glandular.

LA Galaxy Blog: “Landon Donovan Named Honda Player of the Year and Player of the Decade”

In addition to being named the Player of the Year, Donovan was also named the Honda Player of the Decade. This honor comes as little surprise as he had won the Player of the Year award in six (2002, 2003, 2004, 2007, 2008, 2009) of the last 10 years.

BBC Sport: “Republic face France in play-offs”

The Republic of Ireland will have to beat former World Cup winners France over two legs if they are to make it to the 2010 World Cup in South Africa.

Giovanni Trapattoni’s side drew the 1998 champions for the play-offs to be played on 14 and 18 November and will play at home first.

Cyclelicious: “Bikes On Board: Stuttgart cog railroad”

German commuter trains have rush hour restrictions for bikes on board that many Americans who travel by train and bike are familiar with. “Die Zacke” cog railroad between Marienplatz in South Stuttgart to Degerloch, however, features this fantastic platform just for bikes.

BBC News: “At the centre of time”

Without it international travel would be in turmoil and calling friends in faraway places at the right time impossible. Exactly 125 years after the Greenwich Meridian line was drawn, how and why did Britain become the centre of time?

San Bernardino Sun: “Mayor unveils two-story globe design for SBIA”

A spiffy two-story world globe was unveiled Monday at San Bernardino International Airport as a symbol of world travel and sophistication in the city’s plans.

The 19-foot objet d’art sits inside a 30-foot-wide fountain in front of the soon-to-be-completed passenger terminal on Leland Norton Way, said Steve Silver of TranSystems, who designed and engineered the globe.

NY Times: “One Reporter’s Lonely Beat, Witnessing Executions “

Of all the consequences of shrinking newsrooms, one of the oddest is this: Fewer journalists are available to watch people die. But Michael Graczyk has witnessed more than 300 deaths, and many of those were people he had come to know.

Jacket Copy: “Happy birthday, Ursula K. Leguin”

Today is Ursula K. Le Guin’s 80th birthday. The multiple-award-winning writer is best known for “The Wizard of Earthsea” and is thought of for her science fiction, although she has crossed many boundaries.

[…] “I’m following Tolkien’s prescription for fantasy creation. You are making a world out of words, and the only thing that’s going to hold it together is its inner consistency.

“Writing science fiction and fantasy allow you to back off a little bit, to try to find the problems that always come back, that we never solve. Like gender relations, war — once there’s more than 50 of us living in one place we seem to have war.

If Charlie Parker Was a Gunslinger, There’d Be a Whole Lot of Dead Copycats: “Heroes of American Literature #17”

John Steinbeck smoking and reading.

Phew! That’s it. And Firefox should be feeling leaner as well. :)

Dracula: Dead and Blogging It

I love the idea of blogs based on historical journals and epistolary, serial, or otherwise date-associated novels. They lend both an immediacy and a sense of the true time spans involved. With real journals, and with a bit of disbelief suspended, you can imagine this is a blog post written just today.

Therefore, I was quite pleased to hear that one of my most favorite novels is undergoing the blog treatment: Dracula.

Experience Bram Stoker’s Dracula in a new way — in real time. Dracula is an epistolary novel (a novel written as a series of letters or diary entries,) and this blog will publish each diary entry on the day that it was written by the narrator so that the audience may experience the drama as the characters would have.

So Jonathan Harker’s 9th of May journal entry, written while still at the Count’s Transylvanian estate, gets published today, the 9th of May. Here’s an excerpt:

Midnight.—I have had a long talk with the Count. I asked him a few questions on Transylvania history, and he warmed up to the subject wonderfully. In his speaking of things and people, and especially of battles, he spoke as if he had been present at them all. This he afterwards explained by saying that to a Boyar the pride of his house and name is his own pride, that their glory is his glory, that their fate is his fate. Whenever he spoke of his house he always said “we”, and spoke almost in the plural, like a king speaking. I wish I could put down all he said exactly as he said it, for to me it was most fascinating. It seemed to have in it a whole history of the country. He grew excited as he spoke, and walked about the room pulling his great white moustache and grasping anything on which he laid his hands as though he would crush it by main strength.

Others I can see being fun as blogs would be certain Dickens books, often serialized in the original, and The Lord of the Rings, if you could secure the rights (but I assume you won’t be able to for years to come).

Thanks to Tor.com and Bruce Baugh for the head’s up: “Dracula by the Day”.

Walking poetry

Given poetry’s basis in rhythm, it perhaps isn’t surprising how much walking has inspired poetry over the centuries. And vice versa.

At the Guardian, Billy Mills explores some great examples of such inspirational poems in his post “Walking”. “This week’s exercise is a partly physical one, to get our metrical feet moving.”

If trains provide an insistent, regular rhythm and a sense of moving at speed through space and time, then surely the poetry of walking must be slower, more leisurely and somehow grounded by the physical contact of foot on earth and the effort and relief provided by incline and decline.

While you should certainly go read Mills’ article, and maybe even participate in his challenge to

take your pen, pencil or keyboard for a stroll. What does walking mean to you? Is it a way to commune with nature or merely an unavoidable nuisance, best left to others if at all possible? Your poems are required; please walk this way.

if you feel like it, here are some of the poems he linked to:

As for me, no discussion of walking poems can go by without mentioning Tolkien’s “The Road Goes Ever On”:

The Road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow, if I can,
Pursuing it with eager feet,
Until it joins some larger way
Where many paths and errands meet.
And whither then? I cannot say.

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