Women: A Novel | 
pickThe raunchiest of the Henry Chinaski series so far, this novel is like the Ernest Hemingway of candid, low class hook ups. The constant revolving door of women and Henry‘s sexual escapades seem rather like a low budget porn fantasy, but perhaps it‘s my own bias that I just can‘t imagine anyone living this way, but then again, I‘m sure there are those out there who do and perhaps in the 70s this wasn‘t too far fetched. Not a novel for everyone.
1.) I'd definitely have to say Station Eleven by Emily St. John Mandel, just my opinion but this book was a definite Pan and I'm aware that I'm one of the few who think that! 🙃👎
2.) Anything by Bukowski in a cheap motel on the west coast of America with a six pack. 📖🍺👌
3.) Chocolate...dark. 🍫
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Pain is strange. A cat killing a bird, a car accident, a fire... Pain arrives, BANG, and there it is, it sits on you. It's real. And to anybody watching, you look foolish. Like you ve suddenly become an idiot. There's no cure for it unless you know somebody who understands how you feel, and knows how to help.
so-soThis wasn't great. Nor was it good; Women by Charles Bukowski is repetitive, drawn-out with occasional sections that are interesting.
I finished it because I started it, and I needed to know how this sort of character-driven nearly-plotless story would end.
It redeems itself a little at the end. But it's probably 200 pages too late...
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I don't recommend this one. His other novels are more interesting.
You can always trust Bukowski when looking for a good quote 😀
“Morals were restrictive, but they were grounded on human experience down through the centuries. Some morals tended to keep people slaves in factories, in churches and true to the State. Other morals simply made good sense. It was like a garden filled with poisoned fruit and good fruit. You had to know which to pick and eat, which to leave alone.”
#Moral #NuYear
"Love is alright for those who can handle the psychic overload. It's like trying to carry a full garbage can on your back over a rushing river of piss." Charles Bukowski
'I think I need a drink.'
'Almost everybody does only they don't know it.'
That's the problem with drinking, I thought, as I poured myself a drink. If something bad happens you drink in an attempt to forget; if something good happens you drink in order to celebrate; and if nothing happens you drink to make something happen.
People with no morals often considered themselves more free, but mostly they lacked the ability to feel or to love. So they became swingers. The dead fucking the dead. There was no gamble or humor in their game -it was corpse fucking corpse. Morals were restrictive, but they were grounded on human experience down through the centuries. Some morals tended to keep people slaves in factories, in churches... Other morals simply made good sense.
"Being alone never felt right. Sometimes it felt good, but it never felt right."
so-soEasy, casual read. Writing very conversational, not full of figurative language. Not a must-read, as the plot is kind of platonic and not very driving, but a average story of a man and his encounters with women after he loses his wife. Full review at:
https://voicesinwords.wordpress.com/2016/08/07/women-review/
Women, or "I Had a Lot of Sex and Drinks, but I Finally Found My Girl"
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Bukowski's writing is so raw, putting a voice to his words in an audiobook would really enhance the tone. plus who wouldn't want to hear a cranky old man ramble about his love life? 💁🏻
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"Somebody asked me: "How do you write, create?" You don't, I told them. You wait, and if nothing happens, you wait some more. It's like a bug high on the wall. You wait for it to come to you. When it gets close enough you reach out and kill it. Or if you like its looks, you make a pet out of it."
pickThis was the first Bukowski book I read and I loved it years ago. I ended up reading all his other novels after. Upon second reading now, I still enjoyed it but its impact fell short this time round. Ham and Rye may have overtaken it as my fave now (perhaps premature call before rereading Ham).
One simply became tired of holding love back and let it go because it needed some place to go. Then usually, there was trouble.
