Read motherfucker!

After having finished Bruce Sterling's amusing but sometimes a little too multitudinal on the ideas front Schismatrix I stood there in the bookshop today, trying to make a choice between Zizek's Interrogating the Real and Cormac McCarthy's The Road.

I chose The Road eventually, because I had been impressed to the bone by his No Country for Old Men and because I have been reading way too much Zizek already the last few weeks, Lacanian dynamics always wearing me out in the long run. Of course, it helps when Burial (And now I wanna know who that Burial guy really is!) and Steven Shaviro both like The Road too.

The new mammoth Pynchon was, as always, tempting, but for the time being, I will pass and wait until I hear some yeah-saying from the Omar-front.