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LB’s Books For A Desert Island
With much discussion and friendly debate, we LB alters have come to consensus on a matter of great import: what books we would take with us to a desert island of exile. We could never choose just one, so we narrowed it down to four: text fiction, text nonfiction, comics fiction, and... uh... non-text-focused nonfiction.
PROSE FICTION: Spider Robinson’s “Callahan and Company” or “Callahan Chronicals” (they’re basically the same three-book omnibus). Many short stories, ranging in length from five to fifty pages and mood from comedy to heartwrenching, with a plural hive mind climax as Robinson is wont to do. Easiest choice of the four; it’s the book we have loved for longest.
PROSE NONFIC: Marie Cartier’s “Baby, You Are My Religion: Women, Gay Bars, and Theology Before Stonewall.” Quotes all Mori’s fav lesbian writers, equal parts queer history and liberatory theology. A difficult choice!
COMICS FIC: Kelly Turnbull’s “Pipeburn Cafe,” but a mythological paper omnibus that includes the two color chapters on slipshine.net, the black and white chapter just released, and the roughly fifty pages worth of art and doodle comics gleaned off three different social media sites over the course of roughly eight years. Pipeburn has everything: gay brain-damaged Cree cyborgs, humor, horror, and porn, it makes us laugh, it makes us sweat, and you should always go into exile with at least one porno.
NONTEXT NONFIC: Eadweard Muybridge, either “Animals in Motion” or “The Human Body In Motion.” Best all-around ref book we own.
With the exception of Robinson, none of the books are a “favorite,” exactly, of anyone here. What they are: all-around crowdpleasers. All break down into sections, allowing you to focus on one little bit, or devour long chunks instead. All are versatile in mood, tone, and subject matter. Happy, sad, thoughtful, horny? Covered!
Thus ends the most important debate of our age.
PROSE FICTION: Spider Robinson’s “Callahan and Company” or “Callahan Chronicals” (they’re basically the same three-book omnibus). Many short stories, ranging in length from five to fifty pages and mood from comedy to heartwrenching, with a plural hive mind climax as Robinson is wont to do. Easiest choice of the four; it’s the book we have loved for longest.
PROSE NONFIC: Marie Cartier’s “Baby, You Are My Religion: Women, Gay Bars, and Theology Before Stonewall.” Quotes all Mori’s fav lesbian writers, equal parts queer history and liberatory theology. A difficult choice!
COMICS FIC: Kelly Turnbull’s “Pipeburn Cafe,” but a mythological paper omnibus that includes the two color chapters on slipshine.net, the black and white chapter just released, and the roughly fifty pages worth of art and doodle comics gleaned off three different social media sites over the course of roughly eight years. Pipeburn has everything: gay brain-damaged Cree cyborgs, humor, horror, and porn, it makes us laugh, it makes us sweat, and you should always go into exile with at least one porno.
NONTEXT NONFIC: Eadweard Muybridge, either “Animals in Motion” or “The Human Body In Motion.” Best all-around ref book we own.
With the exception of Robinson, none of the books are a “favorite,” exactly, of anyone here. What they are: all-around crowdpleasers. All break down into sections, allowing you to focus on one little bit, or devour long chunks instead. All are versatile in mood, tone, and subject matter. Happy, sad, thoughtful, horny? Covered!
Thus ends the most important debate of our age.
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