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No.12864 Anonymous>>12873
Bad Similes and Metaphors
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Now that it's getting colder I'm reading The Exorcist. It's good but I couldn't help noticing a couple of gruesomely tortured similes in the first couple chapters:

>Points of light. They stretched into dark like guides to hopelessness.

>He paid for his tea and left a tip of fifty fils on a splintered table the color of sadness.

>The child was slender as a fleeting hope.

Thankfully they peter out by the middle of the book (haven't finished). Maybe Blatty realized halfway through that sadness has many potential colors and it might be distracting for a reader to stop and figure out what exact hue of sadness this table is, only to remember that this table is actually completely irrelevant to the broader story; it's just a place for Father Merrin to sit and it doesn't show up ever again.
No.12873 Anonymous>>12874
>>12864 (OP)
>The child was slender as a fleeting hope.
Maybe it's because I'm a bad writer, but I actually quite like this prose.It could be used in a variety of situations, for instance a child in a post-apocalypse land of sorts.
No.12874 Anonymous
>>12873 im glad you enjoy your YA werewolf fantasy erotica or whatever but fyi this is a literature board
No.12875 Anonymous
>In the late 1950s, Blatty worked as the public relations director at Loyola University of Los Angeles[12] and as a publicity director at the University of Southern California.[3][13] He published his first book, Which Way to Mecca, Jack? in 1960,[5] a humorous look at both his early life, and his work at the United States Information Agency in Lebanon.[14][15] The book also tells of his successful masquerade as a Saudi Arabian prince when he got to Los Angeles. In 1961, while still pretending to be a prince, Blatty appeared as a contestant on the Groucho Marx quiz show You Bet Your Life, winning $10,000,[2][5] enough money to quit his job and to write full-time.[5] Thereafter, he never held a regular job.[5][16]

So he was a spook and a bullshitter on top of that. Not surprising that someone who worked for the "Psychological Warfare Division" knew how to write a story that irreversibly changed how an entire country understands one of the world's core religions (Catholicism) and Christianity in general
No.12877 Anonymous>>12894
big fan of horror where protag exhausts very possible scientific explanation. the exorcist is the only book of its size that I've finished the same day I started reading it.

one thing though, i found the demon's dialogue very funny at times which perhaps the reader isn't supposed to. there's a point in the story where it's either the girl's birthday or the dad's I can't remember but they're talking to each other on the phone, she calls him a c**ksucker and hangs up LMAO it made me laugh so much that I've remembered it after all this time
No.12894 Anonymous>>12897 >>12905
>>12877
Another exorcism book worth checking out is Hostage to the Devil by Malachi Martin. It's five allegedly true stories of demonic possession and ensuing exorcism.
The author worked at the Vatican and was a regular on Coast to Coast AM. He claimed the accounts in the book were derived from Church records and the testimony of those involved. The man was kind of a shady guy so I'm skeptical about the authenticity, but the book works as horror literature regardless of its truth value.
The dialogue of the demons in the book is much weirder, in a compelling and unsettling way, than the adolescent crassness of Pazuzu in the The Exorcist. The way the demons and the nature of their existence are portrayed is much more interesting than in any horror fiction I've seen or read.
No.12897 Anonymous
>>12894
Thank you for the recommendation. will definitely check it out
No.12905 Anonymous
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>>12894
>The man was kind of a shady guy
Spiritual Radical: Abraham Joshua Heschel in America, 1940–1972
>[Zachariah] Shuster [of the American Jewish Committee] found other ways to obtain restricted information, and even copies of secret documents. He developed a clandestine source of information, a ‘mole’ within Cardinal Bea’s Secretariat. This secret agent was an Irish Jesuit, Malachi Martin, a voluble, larger-than-life figure variously referred to as ‘Forest,’ ‘Pushkin,’ and Heschel’s ‘young friend’ in Shuster’s confidential reports and transcripts of transatlantic phone conversations. Martin, a highly educated Old Testament scholar at the Pontifical Institute in Rome, was sympathetic to the Jewish position. With a mixture of motives, lofty and ignoble, Martin became close to Heschel and Shuster. He enjoyed their company immensely, especially when they vied with each other in telling jokes in Yiddish. Heschel felt close to Martin as well, confiding details of his childhood in Poland, the privations of his student years in Berlin, and his immigration to the United States. Martin primarily advised the AJC on theological issues, but he also provided logistical intelligence and copies of restricted documents.